Tokyo Escape

(Written in Fall 2021)
Every morning when I open the room window for ventilation, I will take a look at the balcony on the first floor of the opposite apartment.

When I first moved in, the girls who lived in that room would hang out Sailor Moon's home clothes. Although I had never seen him, I was very impressed with the sailor clothes printed on the big T-shirt. I moved out about last summer, and a month later, another girl moved in. I once heard that when Japanese single women rent a house, because of safety considerations, they will never consider a room on the first floor. I don’t know how they decide to live in such a room.

Just last month, it was discovered that the second resident had moved out. Because most of the furniture in rented houses here are all self-provided, the way to observe whether the neighbors have moved here is very simple, and you can know if the curtains are still there. Just one day, I suddenly found that I could clearly see the floor color of the room through the window. I didn't expect that we were preempted before we even left.

In addition to the one that you will definitely see when you open the window, you can sometimes observe the dynamics of other rooms: that one is empty, that one has new curtains, and so on. But the chance to see the neighbors himself is very rare. After more than a year and a half of occasionally observing the ecology of the opposite side, it was finally our turn to move.

The main reason is that the space is too small. After all, the size and configuration of working from home was not considered in the first place, and the company with corn has announced that it can work remotely permanently, so it does not matter if you move to a farther place. Another big reason is that the smoking habits of the downstairs residents already make us miserable. After nearly half a year of continuous inspections, I finally found the ideal property in Kanagawa and left Tokyo.

There are a lot of cumbersome procedures for moving, because for the first time, I have to do it all by myself, and when I make a list, I want to die. But I did the same in one day, and now I have completed most of it, which is gratifying.

However, the move still made me uncomfortable for a while. After summarizing myself, I feel that there are several factors that make me very frustrated, such as various uncertainties (how will the moving company deal with large furniture? What should I do if the address is not converted correctly? When is the best time to place an order for new furniture? What should I do if there is no ladder and the lights cannot be installed? Will the moving company borrow us? ?) (God, I'm really an annoyance person) And because of the chaos in the packing, I also lost the sense of stability at home, I always felt that there were things to do first, but I felt that it was the best to pack it in the morning. All kinds of catastrophic thinking that can't be quiet.

When packing, you also have to face the guilt of throwing away all kinds of unnecessary things and the irritability of recycling garbage. In short, recently, I have clearly felt that I am mentally frizzy and unhealthy, but it is also a state where I feel so powerful every time I break a level.

Yesterday, in order to inspect the light bulb configuration of the new home, I went there alone. On the return trip, I visited the super supermarket nearby, which is better than the sum of every one here in my old home. I love it. I think it will be fine soon after everything settles down.