Good byes...

...it's always difficult to leave the old and start with the new, however, I never believed that the same could be said of work...

...I mean, for me work was something that you do because you kind of have to, everyone has a job, and you work, and you work hard and that's normal. It's not like you're supposed to enjoy it or love it or anything, it's kind of like medicine, you know you have to take it cos it's good for you, but you don't necessarily like it...

although I think there were some days that I probably did love it...so today was my last day, after 6 years, 7 months and 13 days to be precise, I left my firm today... and much as I may have moaned to my friends about it, I think there was some part of me that was sad...probably due to the fact that one of the most important things for me at work, was the people - and I feel that I have met some tremendous people in my time at work, and that is probably what I'll miss the most! The banter and the daily conversations with those people...

It was a lovely send-off, and I feel I must share the poem that my friends and colleagues wrote for my send off:

There once was an Indian girl called Smriti
Who knew everything about spice
I'm talking about our positioning system
Although her curry is also very nice

There once was a welsh girl called smriti
Who liked a good glass of wine
Its said she has her own account at Brodies
Is that why she struggles to get in by nine

There was a cool dancer called Smriti
That's smriti, smrithi, smrits to us all
Her bollywood moves at the christmas party
Were once the cause of her great downfall

There was a lovely girl called Smriti
A colleague and a mom to every friend
She took off for a new life in Sri Lanka
Before PACE drove her round the bend

So this post is dedicated to my colleagues and friends who I've bid adieu to... in the hope that we meet again in sunnier climes!