As much as I enjoy living here, there are plenty of things that can get on my nerves. Problem is, I’m often not sure which of them are because I live in Japan and which are because I live in a big city. I haven’t had enough experience with major US cities to compare.
The construction directly outside my window that woke me at 8:00 six days a week (seven in the last two weeks) seems to have finally come to an end. They’re still finishing their work inside, but I barely hear it since the building is done. I’d consider moving into it if it weren’t all condos.
My vacation request has been approved, which means I’ll be going back to the US in July for a couple weeks (minus travel times). Fortunately for me, my high school reunion and the anime convention I attend every year are on consecutive weekends, which means I don’t have to choose. It’ll take all of my paid days off, but (1) I can get one or two back if I swap shifts with someone beforehand, and (2) unless I get gravely ill, I don’t really have any need for them. I’ve done my traveling for a little while, and as long as I have a two-and-a-half-day weekend (which I know won’t last forever), I can technically leave on a Saturday morning and get back Monday afternoon, giving me plenty of time for a weekend out.
I was washing some dishes today when my phone started squawking about an earthquake. I could feel the room shaking a little, but I’ve never had my phone give me a (loud) alert like that. (I made sure to go in and turn the sounds off. I’ll notice if a big one hits.) According to one of my early-week coworkers, it was more severe where she was.