In Three, Two, One...

Our departure date of June 3rd is fast approaching. This weekend is a "Sayonara Sale" to try to get rid of the stuff we can't bring to Nagoya - own your own little piece of Min! - next weekend is our going-away party, the following weekend finds us in Rhode Island for a wedding, and the next Sunday we're gone.

I vacillate between feeling prepared and thinking "Yes, it's terrific I know how to ask 'do you understand English' in Japanese".

I've also been doing virtually nothing at work and feel strangely justified in doing it. It works to counter-act the stress pimples that keep surfacing.

But I think a dream I had last night sums up how I really feel about the move: I'm walking down a street in Nagoya, arm-in-arm with my bodyguard, when I point up to my left and say 'look at that' and giggle. That's all I remember about the dream. It's rather simple, and nonchalant, and...natural.

Go Nagoya!

Most of my readers already know, but for those of you who fell through the cracks of my e-mail address book - this post is for you.

I'm leaving on a jetplane.
I don't know when I'll be back again.
Those are the only words to the song I know.
So I guess now I'll make up my own.
I'm moving to Nagoya, Japan.
On June 3rd.
To teach English.
To cute little Japanese children.

There you have it. Once I get there, I might continue this blog. Maybe I won't. Maybe I'll start a new one about actually living in Japan. Who knows?

For now, all I'm focused on is selling my crap, getting rid of my apartment and spending as much time with friends and family as possible.