Sunday I headed over to the old place to clean, and Kuniko went to work for a little bit and then started unpacking in the new place. I took the early train to Futami, and it was weird to arrive at the Nishi Futami station and head for the apartment so early in the morning. It already felt like it wasn’t home anymore. Ito Yokado wasn’t open yet, so I walked around, and then got set up cleaning in the old place.
During the packing there were lots of things that piled up that we didn’t want. Usually we could just throw things away, but these were not legal to throw away for various reasons. Everything was junk, but it was not burnable or it was hazardous. I was really worrying about what we were going to do with these. I piled it all up on the back porch, and spent the rest of the day cleaning the house. I bought some cleaning supplies and some water and ice from IY when it opened, and plugged in a radio and listened to a strange Japanese FM station that played a mix of western music and contemporary Japanese jazz. Outside it rained steadily, and I just kept scrubbing until five o’clock. Kuniko came over and took some of the last stuff in the car, and we went back to Okubo. She had completely unpacked the kitchen and started arranging things in there. I liked her layout – we’ll try it out for a while and see what works and what doesn’t.
We ended up eating 100 yen sushi at a Sushi-ro, one of our favorite conveyor belt sushi places for dinner. We ate 25 plates of sushi between us, so we left full and it wasn’t so expensive. We still need to buy a stove for the kitchen, so until then we get to eat out for a while.
