Today has been extra action-packed. I did a bunch of trip-related errands and chores, mostly packed, then Brian and I went to two parties on opposite ends of the Bay. Now we are back at his place and he is finishing the covers for our shinai (bamboo training swords), then he has to pack.
Today at the first party we went to Brian and I were one of the only childless couples. Lots of kids running around, from 20 months old to perhaps 7 years old. It makes us think about what that will be like. It really does look like fun, though of course I know it’s not all the time.
It’s going to be an exciting week. The good thing is that so many friends are joining us, and we’ll be with people who have been to Tokyo before and who can speak more Japanese than we can.
I am only worried about the constant pain I know I will feel throughout. I can’t do anything about it now.
I have my usual fears of flying that I have had ever since I was fifteen years old. I can’t seem to do anything about that either.
If those two worries would leave me be, I could have a much more enjoyable trip, but they won’t. My hips hurt, my legs hurt. When we get back I am going to schedule an MRI. I need to know what is wrong with me. My faith in the acupuncture is lessening.
Anyway. I know, more stupid boring chronic pain talk.
One more thing: I love my fiance so much. Boy did I get lucky when I found him.
I am going to TOKYO tomorrow!! Can’t believe it. The jet lag will be phenomenal.
B and I went through the same thing when we moved into our new house three months ago (wow, I can’t believe it’s three months already)— every neighbor that greeted us, and every neighbor we’ve met since, has a child between the age of 1 and 3 years old. It’s spooky. 🙂 Reminds us where we are, of what is to come.
Jet lag going there ain’t bad, coming home, it killed me.
Fabulous! Post from there.