Saying Good-bye to Friends and Wishing Them the Best

Last night my heart broke into a million little pieces.

As I was getting ready to go out and be sociable with some friends, B called me and told me he was leaving That One School. I knew it was coming. (That's what she said! Fuck, who is going to make these jokes with me now?!) He recently completed his Master's and admin certification, and he's been looking for admin jobs. He had interviewed the previous week, which I knew about, and he was pretty confident about getting the position.

Let me say, with all honesty, I'm SO VERY EXCITED for B. This is an awesome move for him, him career, and his family.

I want to say that loud and clear, because on the other hand, I'm so incredibly sad for me, our school, and our team. Over the past several years B has become a staple in my life. He is most often the co-worker I run to with good or bad news. The one who has talked me off of a hundred ledges during this past year of awfulness. The one who laughs at my stupid jokes, and I his. The one who can make the best, and worst, puns and won't stop making them until I throw something at his head. And even then, he's likely to go on. The first time he introduced me to his wife, he said, "This is M, I'm one of her work spouses." Which is totally true.

He has been a steady contributor to this blog and for that, and many other reasons, I will miss him terribly. Even now I'm starting to well up.

B, I wish you all the happiness in the world at your new job. I hope you find ridiculousness in new and interesting ways.