Now that they're gone . . .

So yeah, bowling last night was awesome. Or, I didn't do badly, and *I* won a game (everyone else did dismally). Then I went out drinking with Ikemura-san, and Justin, and some other bowling peeps. And I got home late, rather . . . drinked, and decided to go ahead and take that last day of nenkyuu I had today. Good plans.

I slept until about 9:30. I got up, got dressed and started to clean. And oh! the cleaning that had to be done, and I had an appointment at 5 for them to come and do the final check on the apartment. So I start cleaning, and then at 10am someone knocks on my door. It's the apartment people.

. . .

*sigh*

I freak out and tell them that they can't come in now because my appointment was at 5 and the apartment wasn't ready yet.

And that scared me enough to really dig in and start cleaning after they'd gone.

So yeah, today I cleaned, I packed, I set aside everything that's going with me, everything that's getting shipped to Narita to meet me at the airport, made lists of everything that I can't pack yet (computer, shampoo, etc). I feel all 10 kinds of accomplished. And I'm really glad I took today off, because if I hadn't there's no way in all of God's creation that I would have gotten it done, even to just the point I did, by 5. Just check out my list and how much of it is all struck through :)

They just came, and we had long and engrossing conversations about stuff I'd already cleared like 3 times, I'd already explained and had explained. *sigh* But it's over, and they gave me 4820 just for the pleasure of living with them for a year. And then the boss asked if I'd had any problems this last year, and the main problem I'd had was standing there in my kitchen with me, so I didn't say anything. Except the termites. But again, that's over.

Now tomorrow I get to go into work, give them that copy of the tickets, print out information from the hotels in Taiwan so I know where I'm going and have a phone number if I don't. Oh, the train information too. Then I get to (hopefully) cut out early to deal with signing over the name of my scooter to Jeff and Mike. And then I get to go to the post office and become a poor woman. Fun fun. And I need to go ahead and get the Narita suitcase ALL packed up and I think I'm going to go ahead and send it, if I can. Or go down, get it weighed, do everything but give them the money, and then make Jeff do it after I'm gone. And I need to find a box for my computer (that'd be so much simpler if I just felt comfortable with taking the dang thing with me to Taiwan. Maybe I just should. I mean, I'm sending my harddrive and all my electrics in my suitcase to Narita, but my computer I was planning to mail to Marnie to meet me in Tokyo, but . . . I really just don't want to deal with any of this. Oh, and I need to go to the used shop tomorrow to see what I can sell.

And, since the post office is closed (at 5, so that appointment screwed up all my plans for the rest of the day, too) I don't have anywhere to be. I don't have anything to pack. I don't have anything to clean. I need to run in a bit, but I think I'm going to wait until full on sunset to do that so I don't have to bother with sunscreen. And I'm doing my push ups as we speak (or I'm writing between sets as my arms feel like wet noodles), and I'm not sure how well it's doing. I've bumped up my max a whole bunch, and now I'm really struggling to keep up. I mean, the first set nearly killed me and now my arms are shaking through the middle of the 2nd and 3rd sets. I'm taking them REALLY slow. I might have to cut down to column two.

I did my crunches last night before bowling. That went well enough. They still start to get really hard towards the end of em, but I'm still moving up. Woo.

I did really want to get both the crunches and push ups done yesterday, so I'd be on an alternating day with my running, seeing how I'm not bowling anymore, but the drinked. Also, I was invited to a turnament on Sunday, so I don't know what's going to happen with my workout. Maybe if I get up and do them first thing on Saturday, right before the gas guy comes, but either way, I'm going to have to not do them or do them two days in a row somewhere. Which is not good. I don't want to just give up. But I won't get a chance to do them on Monday, and then I'm traveling, so who knows when I'm going to be doing them over the next 3 weeks . . .

That last set of push ups *really* hurt. It was HARD. I barely, barely did the min max. I really hope that I don't crap out on day 2. If I push myself, I *should* be able to do them. I *should be able to finish this week and move on. Again, it goes with the being able to continue while on vacation . . . Oh, I need to print out the program tomorrow as well . . .

Oh, and color me distracted. I had another fangirl moment (similar to my Warren Ellis Moment). Yeah, you know how I was pimping The Guild? If you haven't gone and watched it, you should. It's funny, and doesn't take a whole bunch of time. And it stars Felicia Day. Who commented on my blog. Yep, she somehow bewitched the interwebs and found out that I'd made the link to her website. (Thanks, by the way, for the original heads up.) And she came back to my blog, and commented. It's just a little thing. Just a few moments of her time. But dood, that's cool. That she would take her time and do that. I mean, yeah, it's self advertising, but it made me feel all appreciated and stuff. And now I think I am gonna actually buy The Guild on DVD when it comes out, because it is funny, and I think I'd like to support her endeavors. Because she's a cool person. Because she took time out of her day and commented on my blog.

Again with the whole argument that we're all people living in the same world and why shouldn't we talk to each other.