It's not so much that I don't want to move, as much as the circumstances surrounding the move kinda suck. I said yes to get out of the store situation, and to move closer to my family and some of my friends, but I really really don't want to move back in with my Dad until I find an apartment, and I really don't want to move back just in time for winter.

This was not thoroughly thought out on my part.
I guess the good news is all of my friends are so excited to see me, my Grandma and aunts are excited that I'm moving home, my Dad is thrilled...I'm the only one not ecstatic. I just realized this morning though, that if I go back to my Dad's dreading it, it will only cause fights and things. So I have the next three days to work up getting excited about moving back home.
Yeah.
Not that I don't love my Dad, but it's going to be harder than anything to move back in with him after living completely on my own for the last two years.
Plus I find I'm going to miss some people at work. And yes, even the Fearless Leader. In spite of everything, when he decided to be a professional, he was very good at it. He did teach me a lot about the job. And he actually did (as much as I hate to admit it) help me be more assertive and not care as much what other people think with his constant picking on me. Eehhhh..... the jerk.

Doesn't erase anything else, but I will miss the good times.
Okay, off to the almost last day at work. I'm gonna be a mess.