I finished my part time work with my Japanese scholars, taking them around in a van and making sure they were delivered to the right places. Now that I have a bit of cash in my pocket, I feel like we might actually be okay — go to the cleaners, get a haircut, buy rice, this and that. It was nice enough work. Nothing to write home about and I'm glad that it's done, but it was nice enough work. The good news is that I have kept up a healthy flow of part-time work and also figured out how to overcome (some of) our losses in the stock market from the meltdown with some creative currency exchanging.
Now onto driving lessons, finishing this book on arguing and then I can go home for Christmas.