Counting Down

I guess my departure is imminent now. I don't know yet, but it must be. I have for instance noticed that I'm unconsciously working on emptying my appartment, my kitchen, my fridge. I have found myself thinking when I buy toilet paper, olive oil, coffee, soap and such, that this is probably the last time I make that purchase here. Next time I will be shopping for different products in a different place, maybe "Henry's Market", who knows ...

All my books are packed now, and that makes for a lot of boxes! Honestly, I don't know where to put them. I won't ship them, 'cause C. doesn't want to have anything to do with them, for the time being at least. We don't have room for such luxury as personal things, really. But, maybe we'll get a bigger flat. Or maybe not ... I find 1700$ a month for rent to be as much as our budget can take for the moment. (Unless either of us goes out of Academia and starts earning "real" money with a "real" job ...) And 1700$, for heaven's sake, it's not New York! What justifies such a rent anyway, I mean, there's plenty of space for everyone, isn't there? OK, I guess real estate is rather inflated in these parts. Must be a neat place, if everybody wants to be there too.

I hope to make out the details of the departure soon.