Good Evening Folks,
You might be thinking that it's a little early to be calling this the "Final Countdown", and it kind of is, but here I am anyway, writing about my last month in Ottawa.
It is August. It feels like October, weather-wise. The music festivals have long since wrapped up. Life in Stittsville is more or less what it always was: pleasant but imperfect. I suppose life in my apartment was about the same, generally speaking. Nothing really happens in August, although work is a little busier than usual.
Speaking of which, Hay Group has hired my replacement. I think she will be a good fit with the Ottawa Office. I was given 3 weeks to teach her everything I know and still get all my client work done. So far, so good. Need to add a trip to Bite in there for good measure.
Only two weeks until my flight. I am getting nervous about the enormous expense of this endeavor where tuition fees are concerned. Tuition ruins everything. Having a job in France and in Italy is pretty much a requirement at this point. That's not a bad thing, really, but it will take more getting used to than the standard "life in Reims" or "life in Milan" that I would have had to deal with anyway.
The next few weeks are filled with work, activities, good-byes, and packing suitcases. Should be interesting. Can't wait.
You might be thinking that it's a little early to be calling this the "Final Countdown", and it kind of is, but here I am anyway, writing about my last month in Ottawa.
It is August. It feels like October, weather-wise. The music festivals have long since wrapped up. Life in Stittsville is more or less what it always was: pleasant but imperfect. I suppose life in my apartment was about the same, generally speaking. Nothing really happens in August, although work is a little busier than usual.
Speaking of which, Hay Group has hired my replacement. I think she will be a good fit with the Ottawa Office. I was given 3 weeks to teach her everything I know and still get all my client work done. So far, so good. Need to add a trip to Bite in there for good measure.
Only two weeks until my flight. I am getting nervous about the enormous expense of this endeavor where tuition fees are concerned. Tuition ruins everything. Having a job in France and in Italy is pretty much a requirement at this point. That's not a bad thing, really, but it will take more getting used to than the standard "life in Reims" or "life in Milan" that I would have had to deal with anyway.
The next few weeks are filled with work, activities, good-byes, and packing suitcases. Should be interesting. Can't wait.
