I left my job at Union Switch & Signal. Today, 18 months to my first day, was my last. Walked out, RoboSapien in one hand, my Wait Wait mug in the other.
Flying to Seattle, permanent-like, around January 3rd.
Lots to do before then. But, for the next six or so weeks, I have no job that I'm skipping. No long-term 'work work' responsibilities looming. My only deadlines are those imposed by my own ambition and actions.
It starts with a massage tomorrow morning.