Wednesday, September 30, 2009
Monday, September 28, 2009
Its finally here
Its finally here. My last day at work. I still cant believe I have finally done it. I do feel weird now. A moment of uncertainty with a little sadness. I always thought when I leave this place, I would be really sad. Surprisingly over the last few days I have been counting down to this day. The stress, the work place politics and petty attitudes really started to get to me. But then , it hasn’t been all bad. The three years have definitely changed my life. I never thought that someday I would actually feel passionate about supply chain management. And of course im grateful for the travel this job has brought me.
But the most important thing that I can look back with a sense of accomplishment From a start up to a leader in the procurement intelligence space- I do feel proud to have been part of my company’s growth.
But I think this phase has served its purpose and now its time to move on. Heres to new beginnings!
p.s How could I have missed out the most important change. I m going to have to part with my 24/7 companion. Goodbye my dear blackberry
But the most important thing that I can look back with a sense of accomplishment From a start up to a leader in the procurement intelligence space- I do feel proud to have been part of my company’s growth.
But I think this phase has served its purpose and now its time to move on. Heres to new beginnings!
p.s How could I have missed out the most important change. I m going to have to part with my 24/7 companion. Goodbye my dear blackberry
Thursday, September 3, 2009
Boxes, cartons & bags
Packing up ten years of your life is not an easy task. Have been spending a good part of last week categorizing what I should pack and what I should trash. Its unbelievable the amount of things I have accumulated over the years. Seriously what was I thinking buying that giant lava lamp or that pencil sketch of the Beatles that I lugged half way across the world. The Beatles, the lava lamps.. I know I was born in the wrong decade.
I hate farewells, especially when the person saying goodbye is me.
I hate farewells, especially when the person saying goodbye is me.
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