Today was my erstwhile Overlady's last day. She's leaving into what I might describe as a once-in-a-career opportunity. The office will be different without her.
I'd joined Purple's table for lunch as per usual. My Overlady came in and joined us as the last of Purple's crew were leaving, so it was just the three of us. The cafeteria quiets down after the rush has peaked.
There were a few last little administrative details. There will be another collection of them tomorrow, things I couldn't entirely face today. We hugged a slightly misty goodbye -- though it is a small valley, and there will be social things -- and I got the cards handed off or in the interoffice mail, all but the last one for the guy who's on-campus but in another building.
I held it together pretty well until Purple hugged me goodnight, at which point I got all squeaky and started leaking a bit. He comforted me and we talked shit about Shawn, as talking shit about Shawn is a pastime which often cheers me up. He is a good Purple.
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