People keep asking me if I'm nervous about the fact that Katy will be here in a bit more than 24 hours. Honestly, I'm more bombed than anything else. Between my cold, mad dashes of housecleaning, and the fact that – like an idiot – I've been reading till the wee hours of the morning, I'm dead on my feet.
The job situation is making me anxious… I need to give notice to my boss tomorrow. The McGill people want me to start on the 16th. The project I'm working on is behind schedule – a situation exacerbated by the fact I'm not at my best right now. I'm leaving for 2 weeks vacation. So, in essence, I will inform my boss at lunch tomorrow that I will no longer be working for him in 5 hours. The timing sucks, but there's nothing I can do about it. McGill needs me ASAP, and with their bureaucracy, I need to start at the beginning of a pay cycle, so it's on the 16th, or two weeks later, and that's not something I want. At the same time, I feel torn about the situation. I'd have loved to have more time to do a calm switch-over, but that's not in the cards. The consolation I have is that it's not like I'm burning all bridges and cutting off any contact I have with my coworkers.
Edit: Crap! I just found out I need to send 3 reference letters instead of 2! I need to find someone else to ask, fast! Shiat!