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How I know I've been travelling a lot: The EZ Pass people have decided that my replenishment amount should be $35 not $25. (I'd have been happier if they told me this before they upped my amount, but considering how much I've been travelling back and forth, and using it, I'm not surprised, nor objecting.) If I haven't said it already...EZ Pass Express lanes rule. Going 55 MPH through the toll plaza gets a thumbs up.

A really nice weekend otherwise. The cats missed me, and I missed them. Took me almost an hour though to get from the entrance to the Wilson Bridge to my home, on a Sunday night. Not cool.

A load of boxes is now safely at shirleym and tactisle's house. Books and CDs. My shelves look kind of empty. I suspect the cats were checking out the space.

I am so fed up with the back and forth travelling. I'm ready to be done with that. The travelling itself is exhausting, always planning another weekend trip, and not ever quite recovering from the last one. It means a lot of the things that usually get done on weekends get put off, not done at all or juggled into other times during the week. And it's emotionally draining to keep leaving. I'll be glad when we're finished with the travelling back and forth part.

September is very soon. Which means making a final decision on when I'm going to be out of here. Soon.

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My last day was officially anounced at the staff meeting this morning. It's a bit daunting to know that it's a month away. I know there will be a going away ish thing for me, and that they will work very hard at keeping my going away card away until I actually get it.

I have mixed feelings about leaving. There's a time to move on, but I also like what I do, and leaving that is hard. And it's also hard to not know whats next.

I'm glad I went to shirleym and tactisle's this weekend. It was good to spend time in the company of old friends, and think about what I'm coming back to. Someone, I think it was bensong1 talked about community. And that's really what it is...it's a community. It's a group of people who have evolved and grown, and shared lifecycle events, births, breakups, falling in love, celebrations, death, the whole thing. I left, and yet stayed connected.

As for Cayne and I...it was nice. Nice to be together, nice to see each other, nice to spend time. There was one particularly vulnerable moment when Cayne did something and I started crying and since it wasn't exactly the anticipated reaction, it was a bit...awkward. Not bad, just unexpected. And it was fine. I know, I've complained before, but it's time for the chasing each other up and down the east coast to end.

(I think it's adorable that we both still get weepy when we talk about what his Dad said when he toasted us at the party at Cayne's parents place.)

And now, I'm back, I'm finishing projects up, I'm sorting out the final details of things. It'll be over, and I'll have learned and moved on and grown and that's what I'm supposed to be doing.