Last day as a babysitter

Today was my very last day as a babysitter for a little girl at the age of seven. I originally used to babysit the said girl every single weekdays, but as the new year came, I had to quit to be able to do something else. It was bound to happen after several months of long days with the same boring routine. You can say that I was not cut out of it.

Luckily for me, it ended pretty gracefully. No hard feelings, though I really felt bad about it. I delivered the keys for their apartment and said goodbye.