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elusivekWe're on the countdown of the parents flying off.
I'm sort of eager for them to go. Mom's been insufferable lately. The kitchen has been rather crowded too. My morning routine is pretty much iron-clad, walk the dog at 7.30am, back around 8.00am, prepare my breakfast at 8.15ish am. So. Why. Does. Everyone. Have. To. Hang. Out. In. The. Kitchen. At. The. Same. Time. It's not like we have a huge kitchen. It's really just a corridor that around 5 people can queue up and make a line, and that's it. There's not enough space to queue two by two, there's no space for one to pass through the other. And yet.
So I try to change my schedule a bit. I walk the dog at 8.00am, get home at 8.30am, then everyone's used the kitchen. And. No. Everyone. Goes. To. The. Kitchen. Later.
And fine. I can live with squeezing around others in the kitchen. But then all those questions! "What are you eating?" "There's still a scone in the freezer." "Why are you eating it with butter?" "Why aren't you eating your jam?" "You should put salt in your egg. Soft boiled eggs need salt."
I know. First world problems. But I just want to have a quiet morning as I prepare for the day.
I also hate it when my Sis watches youtube or whatever on her iPad at max volume. Since we have to keep the peace, I've given up on voicing out and complaining. So I just put my EarPods. And then. "You're going to turn deaf wearing those long term." "Just what are you listening to?" Well. I can still hear the elevator engaging from my room, and if anyone steps out to the hall on our floor I can hear from footsteps and keys jingling whether it's you coming home or the neighbour arriving, so no, I don't think I'm turning deaf anytime soon. And be happy I'm not blasting a podcast that you are not interested in out loud. I'm trying to be polite here.
Anyway.
The neighbour on the opposite building changed her verandah lights (think porch lights, I suppose), and they are really bright. Illuminates my room. Heck, and I purposefully do not have the light blocker curtains (or whatever they are called).
So just the other day I went for a one-day course to make bath and grooming products for pets. Took a whole day, and then I forgot the booklet at the workshop. I'm going to pick it up today, as I'd like to read up on the different essential oils and what are good and bad for pets. It's going to take an age for me to properly read through all that (it's all in Chinese, and Taiwan Chinese too, so some nouns are different from what I'd know them for). It was still a fun day.
Mom wanted to go to China before her trip to Europe because she wanted to get some... wares... (salted fish, dried dates stuffed with a walnut, preserved plums, and all that) as souvenirs for her friends that were from Macau but emigrated to Portugal, etc. etc. So, I had to take Mom and her other friend.
Lunch was at a Dim Sum place in a hotel. But hey, finally, I figured out the deal with Alipay and now can pay with that.
I forgot to ask the master what this painting technic is. It's mixing colors into acidic things (so vinegar, coffee, etc) and then dripping the acid colors onto the slip, and then it will spread and disperse.... Shall wait to see how it all comes out in the end.
And I'll close with doggy photos. Frankie found a bird feather in the dog park and almost swallowed it whole (I was worried he would choke or something). Got the feather off him and so he was looking. Max is chilling in the background. He's getting better in communicating when he wants to stand and walk around, so we help him out when he wants to do that. And on the other photo, Frankie is mad that I'm getting ready for work and just flopped himself onto my bed.
I'm sort of eager for them to go. Mom's been insufferable lately. The kitchen has been rather crowded too. My morning routine is pretty much iron-clad, walk the dog at 7.30am, back around 8.00am, prepare my breakfast at 8.15ish am. So. Why. Does. Everyone. Have. To. Hang. Out. In. The. Kitchen. At. The. Same. Time. It's not like we have a huge kitchen. It's really just a corridor that around 5 people can queue up and make a line, and that's it. There's not enough space to queue two by two, there's no space for one to pass through the other. And yet.
So I try to change my schedule a bit. I walk the dog at 8.00am, get home at 8.30am, then everyone's used the kitchen. And. No. Everyone. Goes. To. The. Kitchen. Later.
And fine. I can live with squeezing around others in the kitchen. But then all those questions! "What are you eating?" "There's still a scone in the freezer." "Why are you eating it with butter?" "Why aren't you eating your jam?" "You should put salt in your egg. Soft boiled eggs need salt."
I know. First world problems. But I just want to have a quiet morning as I prepare for the day.
I also hate it when my Sis watches youtube or whatever on her iPad at max volume. Since we have to keep the peace, I've given up on voicing out and complaining. So I just put my EarPods. And then. "You're going to turn deaf wearing those long term." "Just what are you listening to?" Well. I can still hear the elevator engaging from my room, and if anyone steps out to the hall on our floor I can hear from footsteps and keys jingling whether it's you coming home or the neighbour arriving, so no, I don't think I'm turning deaf anytime soon. And be happy I'm not blasting a podcast that you are not interested in out loud. I'm trying to be polite here.
Anyway.
The neighbour on the opposite building changed her verandah lights (think porch lights, I suppose), and they are really bright. Illuminates my room. Heck, and I purposefully do not have the light blocker curtains (or whatever they are called).
So just the other day I went for a one-day course to make bath and grooming products for pets. Took a whole day, and then I forgot the booklet at the workshop. I'm going to pick it up today, as I'd like to read up on the different essential oils and what are good and bad for pets. It's going to take an age for me to properly read through all that (it's all in Chinese, and Taiwan Chinese too, so some nouns are different from what I'd know them for). It was still a fun day.
Mom wanted to go to China before her trip to Europe because she wanted to get some... wares... (salted fish, dried dates stuffed with a walnut, preserved plums, and all that) as souvenirs for her friends that were from Macau but emigrated to Portugal, etc. etc. So, I had to take Mom and her other friend.
Lunch was at a Dim Sum place in a hotel. But hey, finally, I figured out the deal with Alipay and now can pay with that.
I forgot to ask the master what this painting technic is. It's mixing colors into acidic things (so vinegar, coffee, etc) and then dripping the acid colors onto the slip, and then it will spread and disperse.... Shall wait to see how it all comes out in the end.
And I'll close with doggy photos. Frankie found a bird feather in the dog park and almost swallowed it whole (I was worried he would choke or something). Got the feather off him and so he was looking. Max is chilling in the background. He's getting better in communicating when he wants to stand and walk around, so we help him out when he wants to do that. And on the other photo, Frankie is mad that I'm getting ready for work and just flopped himself onto my bed.
