Giving notice

In early February my boss went to G.reece. The Friday before he left, he called me and our conversation started something like this:

"So, I hear you might be moving."

"Really. I wonder where you heard that?"

It boiled down to a friend of his in the same industry as MFH had heard through the grapevine, which is odd, because we have mostly kept this to ourselves and a few close family members. But that's okay, because now the cat is out of the bag. It was just kind of uncomfortable being caught off guard like that. I told him of all the things that had to fall into place in order for the move to happen, and also all the reasons behind wanting to move. I've been here 16 years and there is no reason to bullshit anyone. He is my friend, too, and he was very understanding.

This week he asked if it still looked as though we might move. Well, things still have to fall into place, but we are beginning to make it happen. The house is being painted as we speak, a lovely color called "Oats", which needed to be done whether or not we move. Next, MFH needs to secure a job.

Speaking of jobs, my boss dropped this bombshell on me:

"I will need to have three months notice after we hire someone in order for you to train them properly on the use of our software. Then, I would like you to monitor the books on a remote basis for an additional six months."

Say what?