Kobe Bryant has left the building. Okay, maybe not Kobe himself, but the bobble head that has adorned the shelf in my office for longer than I can recall is now in a box on my dining room table.
I packed my car full of 5 years worth of media tchotchkes, which was no small feat let me tell you: Cooking Light stationary, an Entertainment Weekly beach mat, NPR coffe mug, City Business Journals desk basketball hoop, and the crowning jewel... the special edition Rockband for Xbox courtesy of a Popular Mechanics raffle. 4 boxes of junk and many goodbyes later, I exited the building with a twinge of nostalgia and a whole lot of garage sale fodder.
I will soon be trading in my corporate souvenirs for a night's rest at a guesthouse in Kuala Lumpur, a bus ride from Chiang Mai to Pai, a guided tour of the temples of Angkor Wat. I'm exchanging the objects of my past for the adventures ahead. There's definitely something freeing in the whole thing, but I must admit that there's a piece of me that will miss some of the indulgent perks of this crazy business.
So long Houston's and your smoked salmon appetizer, how do you do PB&J. See you later spa treatments, nice to meet you nail clippers. We had a good time Joe's jeans, but I'm getting back together with Levi's.
Goodbye 2001 Embarcadero. Hello world.
As the first member of the Molen clan to join the funemployment line, with a solid 8 days under my belt, I can attest to one of its most unforeseen benefits -- that being the luxury of time to actually floss each morning with a thoroughness that will make my dental hygienist proud.
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