I flew back Saturday from El Paso with eagerness and sadness. In a way I feel refreshed with clarity while another part of me is wailing with emptiness because of my clarity.
I am slated to be the next president of the Waco chapter (for the insurance association I was meeting with in El Paso) come July. However this will not happen because I am 95% positive that law school will be my next step and has me leaving Waco in August. I have grown to love Waco and will always look back on my time here fondly, but it is time for me to go.
My boss knew I was applying to law school because I needed a killer recommendation from him, but no one else in my office has been told. I plan on giving my boss the go-ahead to start looking for my replacement and letting my team know my plan, too.
Roache just keeps saying "you have so much stuff". Indeed, when I move I am always amazed with my multitude of possessions.
Yes, clearly we need to talk and you cannot avoid anything!!!