I've been in Japan for just over two years and I'm already onto my third house move. I don't know how this compares with my moving seven times in five years when living in Melbourne, as I'm no math freak, but let's just say I should be very good at it by now.
Well, I'm not.
I'm the laziest bint you'll ever have the misfortune to meet. Rather than pack my belongings together, I throw things away as that's the easiest option. And life is meant to be easy; I truly believe that. My parents would die if they could see the useful and practical everyday things I get rid of, because they're the sort of folks who collect stuff. Me? If it means I have to carry the stuff on my back, then I'm not going to hold onto it for very long.
A good mate is getting a van on Saturday and will help me move my remaining bits'n'bobs into his shed. Hey, he's Australian, and no self-respecting larrikin would live anywhere, including Tokyo, without a shed. Then, as he and his family will be in Australia for summer (but winter in Oz), I will stay at their house for a few months. They have a fully equipped and functioning kitchen, complete with bench space(!!!) that I can use to heat up my convenience store food. Oh, and they're also within walking distance of SpyHQ, so so-long subway suckers!
I haven't had time to feel sad about leaving GGHQ. Most of my energy is currently going into trying to learn how to be a Spy. I'm supposed to be packing now, but have decided that writing this is more a
Next week may be rather uncomfortable. Even though we're moving my crud this weekend, I won't actually go to the House of Cards until the following weekend. I shall be here with my futon, a week's worth of work clothes, and hopefully a book. And nothing else. I won't even have the computer. I can't check blogs from work (yet) so I'll really miss catching up on all your news. I'll have access again in a week or so.
Wow, this is a shite post, but it has served its purpose and it's just about time for some zzzzs.