To clarify, I will do the cringing, hopefully you’ll be nodding along approvingly. Something about introducing myself to the internet–Hey, internet, let’s be friends.–and attempting to convince it to love me just really triggers that dormant social anxiety.
1. I’m from the US–West coast, best coast.
2. I’ve been living in Japan for 8 years now. Sugoi!
3. But, I’ll be moving to India in 60-ish days with my sidekick–2 year old Elsa (no, that’s not her real name, but I’ll give you one guess as to what inspired it…)– to join my partner in crime who was transferred there for work.
16 years of education has led me to my current situation, a stay-at-home-mommy-translator-writer (tangent time, I spend at minimum 3 hours out of the house every day, so screw that stay-at-home bullshit).
Why start a blog now, I ask myself, because I need to take this blog post somewhere and questions are perfect lead-ins. Well, after annoying friends and family with numerous updates, political posts, and pictures of the sidekick, they pestered me into doing this. I swear. I didn’t want to…they made me do it…and something tells me you’re not buying what I’m selling. Writing a blog is an act of vanity (unless you’re one of those saints writing about all the firefighters saving little kitties out of trees and then donating all your proceeds to breast cancer research, in which case, good-on-ya) and I think our upcoming big life changes could prove pretty dang interesting, so maybe someone else will too? Anyone?