I promised my mother I wouldn’t blog about work and I won’t but there is a piece that is fairly essential to understand my year of living in Japan.
My office is a conference room on a floor of meeting rooms. Its lovely with my own large, flat-screen tv for projecting, huge desk, a conference table and lots of storage but I am basically by myself most of the day. Every day. I keep the door open so when people walk by after leaving a meeting, they might say hello. Yesterday, it worked and I got several unplanned visits. I don’t share this to embarrass anyone or complain (I’ve done this already.)
Did I tell you I was in sales for the last 4 years? I am a very gregarious person who loves parties, dinners, gatherings and people.
After work and being alone, I go to my apartment and have dinner by myself. Am I whining? No. Today, I went to the lovely Italian place downstairs and got waves! “Hello!” “We’re glad you’re here for the gnocchi!” * It means so much to me to have a friendly face and some human interaction. I purposely go to places to become a regular so I can get the regular treatment.
I share this because sometimes I forget that living in a foreign country by yourself is actually TOUGH. Fabulous, yes, but not always easy. Its been 8 weeks since I’ve been home and 3 more to go.
*Note 1: By the way, I was reading a blog about someone’s diet as I’m eating gnocchi and sopping up the sauce with bread. So I went for a walk after lunch. Thanks, Jason!
**Note 2: Also, said lovely Italian place is now doing gnocchi every Thursday!!!!