The End.

After 21 years with the local authority as a Foster carer then a Contact Supervisor, I finished today after being made redundant because I didn't want to do full time hours in the restructure. There was no one there to say goodbye to. No one there to wish me well. And a child was violently sick in my car!

The sadness of loosing the job I lived has passed and today it feels great. Great because I got to choose when I finished. I got to choose who i finished with.

Time to move on and spend more time on me.

OK then!!!

I stopped at a pub where we had our Christmas do last year then realised I had the same festive shirt on that I wore that night!!! Happy Memories to finish the day / career with.