As far as countdowns go, this is like watching ice melt on a sidewalk. February 14 is the day the love-affair ends; my last day at work here. Maybe my last day of work ever (dependent upon winning the lottery or becoming a rock star).

I gave my boss four weeks notice in appreciation of her being a good boss. If I had given the standard two week notice, this Friday would be my last day. Now that's a countdown!