Jan, Friday the 13th, 2006. Last Day at Work.

That was it.  I think I went in, did whatever you do on your last day (I can’t remember), was probably taken to lunch buy the team, and I’m sure I left early.

I remember driving home, for the last time.  Again, every emotion running though my mind.

I distinctly remember feeling an intense, heavy burden leave my shoulders.

I was free.  Free to find a better environment.  Free to work with a leadership team I wanted to work with, instead of one I was forced to work with.  Free to find a better paying job, and continue moving forward with my dream of being an exec at a big, traditional company.

I had no idea what the next six years would bring.

Thank goodness I was laid off.