the word of the day

is Sad.

Last night, I worked my last shift at this incredible bar I was so lucky to find work at. I sad goodbye to people I really didn't want to say goodbye to.

I went next door to a different bar after work and watched my husband's whole staff say tearful goodbye to him. It sucks having our last nights on the same night.

I woke this morning to find that my lovely sister-in-law and amazing, beautiful, incredible 14 year old nephew had hit the road early after a very nice visit this week. There was a goodbye note on the coffee table. Yuck.

Today is J's last day in Denver. This time tomorrow, he will be talking to immigration officers in Vancouver. I will, again, wake to a note on the coffee table.

Sad. Sad. Sad.