It is signed and faxed and final. I will be staying in Japan for the next 17 months. I don't like the look of that number. Let's say for another year, another home and a new adventure. Last Thursday night when I tried to turn over my paper with the "will not recontract" option circled I was such a mess (and my supervisor was so worried about how she was to explain this turn of events to the good people in Hamada) that an extra few days was negotiated for me to think over my decision. I think it may have been the extreme coffee drinking that went on on Friday to get me through school, but somehow I decided to change my mind again again again, and stay and go to Hamada.
The teachers at the school I was at got the idea that my spending another year on Oki was still a possibility (the English teacher told them I was deciding to explain my jittery confusion and strange aversion to the sound of the telephone) and two of them told me they thought I was tender. Had visions of self trussed up and slowly spit-roasting.
Thank you muchly to people who offered opinions and stuff. I know and knew I had to decide by myself but it is really hard to argue it out with oneself. I end up placating both of me and telling all involved that everything will work out fine and why don't we just have some chocolate and a nice spoonful of peanut butter.
I will be home for Christmas this year though. Am looking forward already. It is hard to feel festive when cold has deprived you of feeling of any kind in your extremities.
In other exciting news I will have Pam visiting from tonight. I am sure she would be quite terrified if she knew how much I am looking forward to seeing her (although that hasn't translated into the flurry of cleaning I had planned for the weekend, I spent most of the time sitting. Sitting and feeling dazed and reading the Dompost from January 24th - thanks Lisa!)
Happy Waitangi day also. I hope you are all basking in something somewhere and celebrating as you see fit.
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