Quitter

I quit.

Not my job ... but I finally quit Japanese lessons. I had no idea how hard it would be, and I was spending four hours a week in lessons which I knew would all be time wasted in the long run.

I could tell my heart just wasn't really in it when I never seemed to want to study (and you all know how much I love to study -- seriously, I do!). In some ways, I think I more-or-less fired my teacher than quit. He was such a nice guy, but I spent so much time staring directly into his mouth trying to get the correct pronunciation of the words that I'm pretty sure I know his brand of cigarettes. He was a little flaky too, and we never seemed to have a solid direction to the lessons.

So now I have an extra four hours per week. I would actually love to pick up German again. Don't think the company would be willing to pay for that, however.