I think I am going to tell my manager about my academic future tomorrow. Let's see if I get any sleep tonight... probably not. I hope they don't stab me in the back. But then I will have that weight off my shoulders. I just don't know what to say. I've never resigned from a job before. All of my other ones had a specific time period and we knew I would be gone after that. But I was always unsure about giving my resignation an exact date, because I decided I would just know when it was time. That time has arrived. It's not like things are bad anymore. The past month has been rather pleasant. My boss even gave me a free weekend at the beach, since we were auditing in that town the week preceding it and the week after. I've been doing site audits, and I've enjoyed them. But, July 1st I was transferred back to my old department, the one I started on. They are very nice, but things aren't the same. I'm no longer the star pupil. I'm the dunce who got sent back to kindergarten. I know they probably don't view it that way, but I do. And even though I know I will be leaving in six weeks at most, it still feels like I'm going backwards instead of forwards. And, I hate pretending that I'm going to be there, when I will be leaving. To be honest, I am still a little hurt by what has happened in the last year. So, I don't know if my company deserves advanced warning of my plans, but, my manager does. She has always been encouraging, and they took me back when everything went down. I will be sad to leave them.