Ahhhh I haven’t even really had feeling about ending work and probably never seeing most of my coworkers again because I’ve been too busy freaking out because I’m suddenly worried we don’t actually have the apartment because I only got a phone call about it over a week ago and I don’t have anything in writing and they haven’t cashed my deposit so I’m going to call tomorrow to check in and also my wife wrote me a check to help me get a car but it hasn’t gone through yet, I went to an actual teller thinking that that would be safer but now looking at the receipt the account number doesn’t match any of mine so I’m terrified they somehow deposited it to someone else’s account? I’m going to go back and ask tomorrow too. Now I’m wishing I’d just gone and asked about loans instead. And also I have to do a ton of laundry and pack for my bus trip up tomorrow and I leave the next day and I’m just. largely terrified.

ETA: well shit the car dealer I liked isn’t open until my wife is back anyway so that doesn’t really matter