Once upon a time...... when i thought i would retire from my school........ i maintained that when retirement day came i would simply disappear in a poof of smoke........ no one would know i was going.. until i was gone.
Then the new job came up........ and as luck would have it.... the transfer happened during the summer when everyone was gone....... i could ... and did.. just disappear in a poof of smoke.
Only one problem with my disappearance.. my old school found me. They called at the beginning of September and told me they wanted to give me a goodbye party. i stammered and stuttered and said i didn't really want a goodbye party.. but they persisted ... so i stalled. i insisted that they let me get through September .. get settled in... and then i would think about it.
Truthfully i hoped they would forget.
Only thing i didn't count on.. was i didn't forget. And the more i thought about it.. the more i thought there were people i would like to see again. So i called them back.. i didn't make it easy for them.. i stipulated the area for the party... the time for the party .. even the day. They agreed ... to all of it.
And so the party is set (next Monday night)........ the invitations sent out (so i have been told) .. and the quick peek i have been given to the guest list makes me feel as though i AM retiring...they have invited teachers i worked with going back 20+ years!! (of course an invitation doesn't mean they will show up - my worst nightmare no one shows up)
i have run a few ideas for a thank you / goodbye speech around in my head..
i have even run a few outfits to wear around in my head..........
Maybe i will just take youngest daughter's suggestion and not show up.........
Cause the bottom line is..........people will say "let's stay in touch" and we won't.. people will say "I will call you" and they won't..... and that makes me very uncomfortable..........
i just plain hate "goodbyes"........it's just all so awkward.