Moving on to new deaf pastures

Today is Thankful Friday.

I am not thankful for the headache I have got, but I am thankful that I obtained it by having a brilliant, and rather impromptu night out with Miss K! Much needed, too.

This is a strange Thankful Friday, because it is the last day for me in my real job. The job I do to pay my mortgage and buy nice handbags and wotnot. After eight years with my company, I am spreading my wings, grabbing a chance of promotion and going to pastures new.

I’m sad. This company is the ONLY company I have ever worked for – since graduating – and it’s here, I’ve learnt about what I do and don’t want out of my life; how to cope with my deafness in the workplace; and also done a mild amount of growing up.

And what I'm leaving behind here, is the most amazing support network of friends, who have learnt to work around the challenges my deafness poses – by instant messenger, throwing post-it pads at my head to get my attention, and encouraging me to bake cakes at every opportunity, while appointing themselves chief tasters.

And now I am off to a new company, where I must do it all again. Although hopefully they won’t adopt the throwing post-it notes technique, as it’s not really a favourite of mine.

So today’s blog is dedicated to the people rarely mentioned on this blog. To Gym Buddy, Web Whizz, The Boss, The Fashionista, and all the others who don’t have official blog names. I shall miss you all when I start work at my shiny office down the road in two weeks...

But as the Fashionista says, ‘It’s not bye bye, it’s au revoir ’