Flashes of Panic

I hinted, yesterday, that there has been some relocation going on. I tend not to spend a lot of time here on the comings and goings of my life, but since these things will provide the background for whatever stories I am telling here over the next few months, I might as well set the scene, so to speak. (My parents have requested a detailed itinerary, but that has become one of those tasks which requires too much energy to seriously attempt.)

• General uncertainty back in May and June led us to decide not to renew the lease on this apartment. (In hindsight, the right choice, but it generated some anguish at the time.) The lease is up at the end of August, at which time I will be in Japan.

• A has a job as an assistant coach back in Amherst, at The College. We found a tiny house for rent a short walk from downtown, and earlier this week moved 95% of the contents of this apartment into it. (Radio silence for the past week was largely due to packing and moving. At some point, I wistfully recalled driving to Pennsylvania with nothing but what I could fit in a Volkswagen, but of course I had no furniture whatsoever at the time.)

• I’m rattling around a dreadfully empty apartment (echoes) until August 22, working on Common Kitchen and sleeping in an sleeping bag, on an air mattress. On the 22nd, I get on a plane for Japan.

• Upon returning from Japan shortly after Labor Day, I will commence house-sitting (actually, a sort of informal sub-letting) in the Somerville condo of one of my Tufts classmates, who is doing an internship at Google in Pittsburgh this fall. (Everyone who hears this says the same thing: “Google has an office in Pittsburgh?” And I say, “Yeah, that’s what I said, too.”)

That should carry us well into the fall…

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