That must be like having a very big floor yanked out from under you, but it sounds like a horrible situation to get yourself out of. Good luck and sympathy.

I am struck by a nostalgic desire to travel back to the Athena consulting office outside the fishbowl in the mid 90s. Or maybe things weren't actually so great then either. (And "then" is totally before your seventeen years as full-time Accounts staff too, isn't it. Whoa.)