Leaving Your Job is Exhausting

I felt totally accomplished when I packed one box to ship home. Now, I feel like I have done nothing. My room is relatively unchanged, I still have too much crap, and I can already feel the walls closing in. Let me tell you this, there are not enough hours in the day to finish everything I want to do.

Sunday, a coworker and I attended Lusofonia - the Portugese festival Macau holds every year. It was awesome! We had a great time. Good music by the Mozambique band - apparently they, too, were colonized by the Portugese. Who knew? Also, their blackbeans and rice dish - to die for!

The weather has been wonderful lately, so yesterday some friends and I went out to Coloane for lunch on a patio, which was fantastic. Then in the evening we went to Oktoberfest at the MGM. It was an evening complete with beer steins, REAL LIVE GERMAN WAITRESSES (this point was very important to MGM, so I felt it necessary to bold it), a German band that played all your German favorites: The Chicken Dance and Mambo Number 5 among others, as well as your standard sausage, saurkraut, and pretzel fare. It was nice, but I can only imagine how different the real Oktoberfest is. Better. The original is always better.

What was not so great about this weekend was coming home from Coloane yesterday to find hundreds of crickets swarming my room. Not cool. Clara's cage had - unbeknownst to me - developed a hole in the netting and the crickets had made a break for it. I have been finding crickets every time I walk into my room and am a little tired of catching them. I did find the hole today and stitch it back up, but it is definitely not my new favorite game.

Also, my hamster died last week. Being a grownup and having to bury your own pet, even if it is a hamster, sucks. He also died in my hands and, ridiculously, I thought of Harry Potter seeing death and then being able to see the threstrals. I wonder if a hamster counts...? Anyway. RIP Izno. You were pretty smart for a hamster and you were an alright pet. Thanks for keeping me busy while I lived here.

Less than two months until I come home. Wow. Have I made a terrible mistake? I'm going to miss this place so much!