5 weeks? 5 weeks is a long time. You're right. It is. In May, I worked until 6:30 every day after work. In June, I worked most Saturdays AND Sundays. And until 6:30 every day. I'm...exhausted. And now, it's hot. But vacation is on the horizon and I'm so ready for this week to be over!
Mom and Dad are coming to visit starting this weekend. I've been busy trying to get my house ready. And by ready, I mean cleaned. If you've ever been to my parents' house, you know how clean it is. I however live by myself in a house with too many rooms and no time/energy to clean it. I went to town, bought Mr. Bubbles, Swiffer sheets, glass cleaner, scrubby brushes, all-purpose cleaner, vacuum bags, and paper towels. I cleaned my shower room and wash room, vacuumed the floor, swiffered behind the bed, cleaned the windows, and attempted to throw things out/put things away. I finally finished the pathway in front of my house, although my flowers died because the recent rain demolished them. Things are making progress, and I'm excited for them to come and see my place!
It's hot. And by hot, I mean mid-70s. But it's muggy. I'm used to dry LA summer heat. But it's mid-70s and my arms are sticking to the plastic desk pad as I type. It's gross. Although, I remember coming to Japan in high school, to Saitama, for 6 weeks, during a heat spell. It was over 40C in the shade...and like 98% humidity every day. That was miserable. I should say I'm blessed to be up here, surrounded by beautiful nature and temperate weather.
I came back to the office yesterday after a long hot day of teaching and sitting through a meeting I couldn't understand. I came back and the office lady whispers, "Soft cream--kitchen." I put my stuff down, walk to the kitchen, and open the fridge looking around. There's no soft cream. Obviously. You don't keep soft cream in the fridge. Long day. I pull open the freezer and there's a cone of soft cream waiting for me. It's summer again. And it's great!
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