Tomorrow is my last day at the cat clinic.
I am so sad about leaving, but I have no other choice – it’s too long of a commute. I haven’t even looked for another job yet. I can’t imagine there being another job that compares.
I’m not sure why life gave me my dream job, only to make it progressively more difficult to get there, leading me to have to leave. All I know is that it sucks to lose the only job I’ve ever really enjoyed working at, the only job I’ve ever *loved* doing.
Kevin says it’s all for the best and it must be for a reason. I know he’s right, but it just feels so wrong.