Yesterday, on my next to last day, I discovered that my position will likely never be filled again. I can't say I'm surprised, since this company tends to excel at stabbing themselves in the foot, but I was disappointed to know that even after busting my butt and taking on twice what I should have, it still wasn't enough to justify the position. Bureaucracy knows no bounds.

At this point I'm trying to negotiate to change the position's location and description enough that there would be justification to keep it, but I don't think it will work, simply because the company isn't healthy enough and the leadership isn't wise enough to see that intangible benefits still count as benefits. All of the contacts I've made in the company could help out, but I have to bow to the editor-in-chief and let her handle it her way.

I have to remember that after today I have to disengage, and not worry about the work going undone for my journal after I leave. I have to focus on the new job, the new opportunities, and try not to exhaust myself as quickly. I have motivation finally to really care again - and I have to leave this company to its own self-destructive ways, and watch as they slowly crash and burn. I got out at the right time, even if it wasn't ideal for the journal, and I put my interests first.