Kimchi, not for me

Today, by the grace of God and generosity of three of my friends here, my plane ticket was purchased. To the above ticker, counting down the days until I arrive, you should add 1. I'll be arriving March 1 instead of February 28, as previously planned. At around 5:30 PM, for all of you who care. In Pensacola. I'll be dirty and tired, but relieved at the same time.

The last few days have been...well, to be honest, they've been a bit tortuous. There's lots going on, and even more to do, and it all adds up to make me pretty stressed out. Some of it's my fault, some of it isn't, but it's all (and by "all" I mean all the bad stuff) unpleasant.

Yeah...so that's about it. I have to pack - both stuff to send back now and stuff to take in suitcases. I have to figure out what clothes to keep out and what to send in boxes - as there is a considerable difference in the weather here in Seoul and in Florida. I have to get rid of the junk car I've never been able to drive. Fill out and submit the pension forms so I can get back some money in the next few months. Try and work out some job-related problems before I leave. There's more...much more. But it would bore you. If I weren't so stressed out by it, I'd be bored to tears. Instead I'm stressed and frustrated to tears. :) Ha.