Should I stay or Should I go?
So, yesterday, I put together my bed, and then went out to get the right size bed slats (IDIOT! <-- Me), and i got to sleep on a bed for the first time since coming to Japan. It was very nice. Kai seems to like it too, as he can scale the headboard and it also gives him easy access to the windowsill.
What this post is about however, is that while I seem to be happily settled in Japan, good job, good friends, good apartment; I am now ready to come home. After struggling for years with what I wanted to do with my life, I finally get it figured out, am excited about my future, but I'm trapped. My contract with the school isn't up until next April, , they're pressuring me to move closer to the school, and I have never been more anxious to leave. There are momentary frustrations with the kids and the school itself, but I really really enjoy the teaching, and that's what I want to do.
IN. AMERICA.
I need to grapple with myself, saying, hang on, 8 more months, 8 more months...but I don't know why, that seems like an eternity for me.
Japan has been wonderful, the people, the culture...but now it's time to move on.
8 more months.
What this post is about however, is that while I seem to be happily settled in Japan, good job, good friends, good apartment; I am now ready to come home. After struggling for years with what I wanted to do with my life, I finally get it figured out, am excited about my future, but I'm trapped. My contract with the school isn't up until next April, , they're pressuring me to move closer to the school, and I have never been more anxious to leave. There are momentary frustrations with the kids and the school itself, but I really really enjoy the teaching, and that's what I want to do.
IN. AMERICA.
I need to grapple with myself, saying, hang on, 8 more months, 8 more months...but I don't know why, that seems like an eternity for me.
Japan has been wonderful, the people, the culture...but now it's time to move on.
8 more months.