Waiting

Number 100...feels like I should do something special to commemorate the fact I made it (alright, with a few weeks of wonky updates around when I went home and then moved back to Japan), but nope! Too windy to head out, and I kind of like this one of my coworker as we waited at the bank.

With the new job, had to open a new account at a bank so they could direct deposit into it. This, of course, as with any paperwork-requiring situation, required waiting around. I think the expression on his face gives a good representation of what we feel about that. At least the bank teller was nice.