After exactly 8 months & 13 days since I quit, I've yet to unpack my last flight's mamasan bag or cleared my handbag and toolkit (okay, I have been really busy....or just plain lazy)
So I decided today be the day I bid farewell to all these stuff. Every little thing brings back memories of my flying days. If my bursting junk box has no place for them, at least I have a photo to remind me of these memorabilias in my later years.
Now that I've eventually convinced myself to get around with the clearing, it has finally sunk in that my flying days are officially behind me. I've probably been unconsciously thinking that I'm still on a LONGGGG medical leave that it took me at least 3 months to unpack my last cabin bag...and almost 9 months now, to clear the remaining bags of covered shoes - still in the shoebag wrapped in a shower cap (yes, i'm guilty. no, it doesn't smell like dead rat), loads of documents (I don't even remember what we use to call them; bar ...., yes, bar order pads), post-it pads, and the yellow/green seals etc. Erm, *hands up* a set of my uniform is still hanging in my closet (not intending to do anything to it just yet)
With all that needs to be disposed off, disposed, and all that needs to be kept for remembrance, stored; I am left with one last task that is to go back to the airport and office to obtain clearance after my resignation. Huge huge task that is, cuz I have to lug with me all the training notes that weighs a ton, out of my hall, into the corridor, to the lift, down the void deck, into the cab, all the way to the airport, up the lift, down the escalator, along the corridor, to the department in-charge, back from where I came, into another cab, all the way to the traning centre, up and down to various departments to return this 10-tons-weighing notes and files.
So, the question is...when am I going to strike this one task off my to-do list?
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