处暑。
Despite not making many actual posts with content, I am putting in a significant amount of effort into this blog. I know I said I would write more about my projects and other doings, but my secretly-superstitious mind prevents me from going into any detail until it’s been years past.
My mom is in SF visiting her dad. She’s gone with my siblings and they’ve done all sorts of touristy stuff already. Cute. They’re returning this Sunday. In the meantime, my dad and I (mostly him) have been doing various fix-ups and cleaning around the house. Productive, but very sweaty stuff. It was supposed to be hot-hot, but the forest fire smoke has blown in so now the city’s all dramatic and grey. Humid, but not hot.
I baked bread and vacuumed and played video games. I’ve been feeding my neighbour’s cat and also using their Keurig. For some reason, my evening cup of coffee makes me the sleepiest. It’s so hard to stay awake after dinner!
What else… I did a lot of random errands. I went with an older family friend’s relative to an appointment and had to speak Shanghainese. I did my best and they understood me, but it was still kind of embarrassing. I felt like I should have been able to do more, but then again, I wouldn’t be able to explain cancer treatments in English either.
Alrighty, I think that’s it for now. Soon it will be September, and my brother will be in grade 7… crazy. Absolutely insane. That’s nuts. I still dream about grade 7 and my friends then. I dreamed of my best friends from that class just this morning. I cut off my finger for one of them, and the other one told me that we were finally even. She admitted she wanted to make me feel miserable in the past, but then said that after I ignored her for a few years, I should be done with all that now. Again, wild. I’m past the stage of life where dreams meant something, but it’s still pretty funny.
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