The company I work for is moving, packing up all of our stuff and heading north 12 miles. It's cool, I'll be three miles closer to my house. But the lack of organization with everything is making me crazy.
The funny thing is no one seems to know exactly when our last day in our current home will be. Maybe this Friday, maybe Tuesday, maybe next Friday. It will take me roughly fifteen minutes to pack my boxes and I'll be ready to go. Some people have been at the box packing for days. They obviously need to keep a little less stuff in their offices.
Our sales assistant asked if I'm going to miss this building. I hesitated, I think the only thing I'll miss is the familarity of having worked in this building for ten years. Oh, and maybe the airport out back.