Tuesday, December 22, 2015

26 hours till my journey begins

I woke up at 7am today...  Just found my eyeglasses an hour later which were not so conveniently on the side table next to the couch in the living room.  I thought I was on pretty good behavior yesterday?...

It was my last day at NEBO.  A gig I have gave my all to for the past 5 years plus.  Honestly, it felt good to get out of my apartment.  My apartment right now is a strong reality of my life that I am leaving behind.  Anywhere outside of the apartment doors is freedom.

Work had a tension in the air.  I think it was nerves of the final week of the holiday.  Maybe it was just because it was a Monday and all the financial douches were eager to start their vacations whatever it was, it was a busy Monday and only few knew it was my last day before I got there.  Hell, I wasn't even 100% sure considering there is a party of 100 people tomorrow I might have been needed for.

Today is going to be a clusterfuck of getting everything ready.  New bank account.  Finalize Christmas gifts.  Wash the dog.  Pack my life into a car.  Then celebrate my last Boston night, least for awhile.  The plan is to hit up Abe and Louie's.  Eat a fabulously delicious lobster of some sort, then hit up the rum district.

 Leaving Porter's last night I realized I wouldn't see my Rummy Steve in awhile as he is not working the bar tonight.  This is another kid who will always put a smile on my face.  He always wants to be surly, but he is just hilarious.  Porter's has always had a thing for some innocent gambling.  Mostly over/unders that end with the loser taking the worst possible shot the other can think of.  At first it was as simple as tabasco.  Gin & tabasco.  Sambuca & tabasco.  Then malt vinegar got involved.  Then parmesan cheese.  Imagine all of the condiments one might have in a restaurant bar and hope the combination doesn't make you hurl right after.

Anywho, as I thought I composed myself before hugging Steve goodbye I lost it and tears ran rampant.  He reinforced what others have told me, "We will always be here when ya come back, ya rummy."

God love him!

Well I got me some stuff to do so I'm out for now.  We'll be off to NY tomorrow :)

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