The main curveball being that my job of 35 years came to an end a couple of weeks ago. To be fair, I knew it was going to happen, and I was a part of the decision making process, and I knew exactly how it would be and how I would feel when my termination came through.
I knew how I would respond and react....and guess what – I DIDN’T.
Although I knew my life long job would end, and I had thought I was at absolute peace with it – turns out I wasn’t quite as Zen as I had imagined. There were tears and snotters and a couple of fairly sizeable anxiety attacks.