Today I have received my Chinese working visa which means that everything is now in place for my new job. Everything except selling the house, that is. On that particular front there is still no progress but I'm of a Mr Micawber turn of mind. Something will turn up. I'm sure of it.
So, now that it's all in place how do I feel about it? Well about from that nagging worry about the house it feels rather as it did when everything was in place for my world tour but I still had to work out my notice and then spend a few weeks at home waiting. In short, we have now entered the period when everything feels rather flat. I want to be gone, to be on my way to my exciting new venture, to be anywhere that isn't here. I have been growing increasingly bored with my naval-gazing, thumb-twiddling life of idleness anyway and now that there is nothing actually preventing my departure the waiting game becomes even more tedious.
Still, it's only a few weeks until my Harrow contract, then six more weeks after that to my brief visit to my brother and then three more days until I'm sitting on a plane on my way to China. It's a tedium I can cope with knowing that what follows will be so different, so new.
It just keeps on getting closer all the time.