December 31, 2011

Saturday - Warm, with a bit of snow. Clear and beautiful at night.

Kind of a crap day if I’m honest.

I woke up late, mostly because I stayed up late again. F was gone so I thought I’d work on my column. Of course he came back 10 minutes later, put on the TV very noisily and proceeded to explain all about the TV show. Did I care? That wasn’t important.

We went out for lunch to Cocos and had an okay time. I tried to get some sense of what he wanted to do for the rest of the day, while explaining that I had a deadline and I was nearly done, but needed time to work on my project. It went in one ear and out the other. As usual. He was all for going to the shrine at midnight with me. I thought it would be nice, if the weather held.

We went home and this time he put on boxing and proceeded to explain all about the noisy fights, despite my not asking or caring. I finally had to ask him to stop as I wasn’t interested and was still trying to work. At last I got my column done, proofed and mailed off. Yay.

Then he wanted to go out to eat. What? Didn’t he realise that it is New Year’s Eve and most places would be closed? He didn’t care. So out we went. He wanted to go to a fish restaurant first. It was open, surprisingly, but closed in 10 minutes. We ended up going to a yakiniku place and having quite a good meal. We left and they turned off their lights. Happily, we weren’t the last people there for a change though.

We came home and what should be put on our TV? Oh yes, Ultimate Fighting. This was on our New Years Eve together. I muttered under my breath a lot and put on my earphones and listened to P!nk for a while. It was cathartic.

Close to midnight I closed down my computer and made ready to go to the shrine with my husband. Except he wasn’t ready. And wouldn’t be ready for an unknown amount of time. The fights weren’t done. I went into our bedroom, fully dressed for going outside, except for boots and had a lie down on the bed. It didn’t help. I started muttering a bit too loudly I suppose about fighting shows and how it was only men who liked to look at other men half naked that watched it and had the bedroom door closed on me. That did it. I took it for a couple of minutes until I realised that it must be the new year by now, came out, wished him a happy new year and left the apartment. I went for a walk. I didn’t go to the Shrine, I couldn’t be bothered. It’s something I had wanted to do with him, but it became rather pointless. It’s a little ironic, when he asked me to wait he said that he wanted to be with me. Actually, I think he’d rather be with the halfwits on the TV who were beating each other senseless.

Anyway, when I came back I was given the silent treatment. Hurray for that.

We are supposed to go away for a couple of days tomorrow, but I don’t really want to go anymore. I’m not interested in spending time in another city with him.

Happy New Year, eh? Last year I was at a party in Canada eating great food and meeting new people. Today I’m stuck in a pokey J-apartment with a morose, whiny man. I’m so lucky.

And that’s all I’m going to say about that.

Happy New Year…this is such a horrible time of the year to be in Japan when you’re a foreign wife. I should just get drunk, but I don’t drink. Sigh.

Gotta go. Just remember if I don’t post I probably did go away with him…so don’t miss me too much. Night.