Closing Time

It's all over now. :) Yay!!!!

So what happened last week? I forgot to tell you. I went home, as you know, and I ate breakfast and took a nap. I was only home for about two hours. Our CFO called me at 11:00 and told me that the office was open again. I don't think they needed the police, I think our landlord let us in. And I also found out that it wasn't our landlord, but the Board of Directors for the building, that kept us out. Our landlord was simply the bearer of bad news.

But we got back in the office at 11:00, and spent the rest of the day frantically packing up files. If there was going to be trouble again today (Monday), then we wanted all the important files to be out of the office. So basically, nobody got any actual work done.

And today? Same thing. Except this time, we were told to pack up EVERYTHING. The receivers couldn't believe that it actually came to this, where we would be locked out of our own office as a threat or something, and they didn't want to stick around our office any longer than necessary. So they said we might as well shut down the office now, instead of waiting until the middle of May.

The company is going to continue shutting down from an office in Winnipeg. So the company technically isn't closed yet. But our office is. We emptied our desks of absolutely everything, unplugged our computers and brought them somewhere else. And our phone has been forwarded to another number out of the office.

I am no longer a receptionist. And I am perfectly okay with that. I'm actually going back to the office tomorrow to help another girl clean up stuff. So today was kind of my last day, but kind of not. I could have opted to not clean up boxes. But I don't have anything else to do.

And of course, the longer I work, the bigger my paycheque. There are very few of my former coworkers left, and they will continue to finish up in Winnipeg, but I can't (no car), and there is nothing for me to do there anyway, and no matter, because I don't want to go work in Winnipeg.

So tomorrow, it's grub clothes and no makeup, and hard labor and dust, and I should be thoroughly worn out by the end of the day.

Now all I have to do is wait (and pray) for the lawyer to return Art's messages, letting us know how I can cross the border. As soon as I know that, I'm outta here! Well, for a week. I'm dying to take a vacation, I think I've earned one, and I WILL see Art one more time before the wedding.

I am truly happy. I am out of a job, and I'm so happy!! :)