He's alive!

Kumo-san is happily alive and living outside where he can be happy and free. I ended up just leaving him underneath the bowl and James dumped the spider outside yesterday. So I happy ending for everyone involved. :) How pleasant.

In other news, we mailed off our last two boxes today without any problems. The people were nice to us and very helpful. We sent a box that weighed 16 kg (35 pounds) and one that weighed 17 kg (37 pounds) by ship for only 19,000 yen ($190). Awesome. Apparently, we should have just taken back the giant box and broke it up into two boxes and saved like $100 but whatever. The giant box has made it home that. Merely a week to get home. So...I will just have to let go of my upset and get over it. Our stuff made it and we are officially done with shipping things home (I think).

We also found out this week, that the Izumo Board of Education is willing to not just pay for Chris' plane ticket from Narita to Atlanta ($1200!), but also a plane ticket from Izumo to Tokyo's Haneda airport ($250-300). Nice! That's going to make our trip home so much easier. Instead of taking an 8 hour train ride from Izumo, it's just an hour and a half flight and then another hour and a half bus ride to Narita. Cool. This means we don't have to spend the night in Tokyo. Woot!

Let's see, what else? I only have 5 weeks left at Kisuki, which totally rocks. I am ready to be done with that school. I really dislike working in the evenings. It's a drag and annoying. Just 5 lessons left per class. Also, for those keeping score at home...61 days until take off. :) How fun!

Oh! I punched Chris in the face the other night! Isn't that terrible? Ok, it wasn't a hard punch or even fast, but it made him grumpy. You see, he was sleeping really close to the middle of our futons. Usually, he likes to sleep against the wall, but apparently the curtains were blowing out onto his head so his scooted near me. I half woke up to find my elbow was aching (I sleep curled up in a tight-tight ball, so sometimes my joints will ache because they were stiff). Anyways, I decided to stretch out my arm to make it feel better and...well...BONK! I put my fist right into the bridge of Chris' sleeping nose.

Oh dear. So I cracked my eyes open to see if he woke up but he didn't appear awake so I just went back to sleep thinking I got away with it. Apparently, I was wrong. The next day he fussed at me for punching him and then going back to sleep. Oops. At least he can chuckle about it now. And he totally doesn't even have a bruise, so I think it didn't hurt. Heh.

Dangerous!

Well, I think that's all that I have to say today. Have a lovely weekend.!