QUOTE(Alex & Rachel @ Jan 16 2008, 11:24 AM)

Speaking of work, how did everyone break the news to their employers that they were emigrating?
I work for a very small (7 employees) company and we're all pretty friendly with one another, but I've been hesitant in bringing up the prospect of moving abroad. I'm sure my boss won't mind (his daughter is in California and he teases me about visiting the US a lot) but I was going to wait until I had a firmer idea of when I shall be moving.
Also: The only food requests I get from Alex's family are Jaffa Cakes - and lots of 'em! I have, in fact, sent out over 15 Jaffa Cake parcels to various people in the US. Everything else I may miss I've either managed to find in a store/British food store or have found a good equivalent for, but there's nothing to match Jaffa Cakes.
I started talking about leaving about 18 months before I actually did -- to everyone but my direct boss. Even the chief exec knew! I just couldn't bring myself to tell him, because I am so fond of him and I knew what a blow it would be to him as we were a department of two people. And it just got harder and harder... and then I called him into a meeting the day before I was due to go off on a business trip to Washington. I told him we had applied for a visa, and that the first forms hadn't been approved yet, so we didn't even know if I would be quitting as my husband might not get the visa.
My boss was really, really sad, but said he always knew there would be a risk that I might someday want to go back to America, particularly as the more fun stuff in my field is happening over here right now. He accepted my informal resignation, contingent on the visa being granted. That was 5 months before I actually left, as I waited to give my 2 months' notice until we had an approval at the Embassy. I had two (!) going-away parties at work, which were both awesome.
Telling my boss and my ex-husband that I was leaving the UK were two of the hardest conversations I have ever had to have. I felt, in a small way, that I was letting them both down. Silly, huh? I knew I had to get on with my life but I still felt that they both needed me. And yes, they both still email me and call me to ask stupid questions only I know the answer to, but they're both fully capable of living without me. Funny, that.