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I knew this would happen, it happened last time I tried it, and it's happening again.
I can't take any more vacation.
I want to get back to work now. Two weeks is good. Three's overkill. I'm on week four.
The first week or so, we were still unpacking, and of course there's plenty to do in the apartment, like paint closets and buy a wine rack, but I can't do much of the common-space stuff without consulting Liz, cause, you know, it's her house. I also went to New York to be with Jason and Alicia for a few days.
The second week, I did a lot of organization of my own things, totally went through all my documents from 1998 till now, got them consolidated.
The third week (last week) I spent with Jason in Maine with his family, reading and swimming and kayaking and taking pictures. I finally met his sister, Kristie, who is going through a rough time (aka the same thing I went through when I was 21. She's 20). She is really a neat person, very creative, she makes jewelry (she made me earrings), and models and has all kinds of neat tattoos, mostly stars. But her mom and dad are both a lot like Jason, really really quiet and home- and family-oriented, really responsible and smart. And Kristie's just not like that, she's creative and loud and very second-child, like me. So she has a lot of the same strengths and weaknesses as me. They're too hard on her. It's not quite a "why can't you be more like Jason" vibe, it's more like a "we understand Jason, because he's like us, but we can't understand you." I also went to visit Christine, after a minor issue trying to get to a restaurant with Jason (we were supposed to meet at a Cracker Barrel near Concord, but it turned out to be a Cracker Barrel store, not a restaurant at all...so we went to a place called the Covered Bridge Restaurant instead). Christine and I made an awesome strawberry-rhubarb pie together, and went on an exciting what stores are still open in rural New Hampshire tour, and visited two seperate grocery stores, one of which we got to make our own peanut butter at. That's always fun. While Christine was at work on Thursday, I went on a 12-mile hike down the Rail Trail, which was really beautiful. I took a lot of pictures again, and my feet got unbelievably dirty. I thought about sticking around the common when I returned, but the only thing I wanted were strawberries, and they were like $7 a quart.
On Friday we drove back to Boston, and Liz wanted to hang out with Shimpay, and I wanted to hang out with Jason, but we weren't sure how to do both. Jason's apartment was supposed to have a barbeque, but Sam cancelled it because he was sick. He kinda looked like a zombie. But Jason was sad, cause he was supposed to go to like three barbeques and they ALL got cancelled! So he was just at home doing laundry and being sad. Shimpay was packing to go to Indiana and then Japan, where he's going to get an MBA. So he was kinda lonely too.
So we went over to Jason's, where a few people hadn't heard that the barbeque has been cancelled, so Liz and Christine and Jason went shopping, and we grilled burgers and made chili cheese dogs and hung out on the roof until about 9, then Jason went to watch the fireworks from the Hancock Tower, and Liz and Christine and I went to MIT to watch them with Shimpay. It was a lot of fun. Then I walked over to meet with Jason, who had brought me tiramisu from Finale because he's awesome.
And Saturday was Jean's birthday/graduation party, which she spent outside with her friends and I spent inside with family playing DDR and Wii Fit. GOOD TIMES. Evidently I am excellent at virtual hula-hooping. Mmmhmm.
So, now I am back home, slowly creating scrapbooks out of all the stuff I've saved since I was, oh, 8 years old. I have a pre-high-school notebook, one for high school, one for college, one post-college, and one for Matignon. I also have my 7th-grade math notebook, when I had Mr. Kennedy and was super-organized.
I'm still kinda lonely though, with all these projects but not a whole lot of human interaction.
Today I start my bellydancing class. I'm also going grocery shopping with Eun Jung, who is going to teach me the Korean words for fruits and vegetables. Woohoo!
I can't take any more vacation.
I want to get back to work now. Two weeks is good. Three's overkill. I'm on week four.
The first week or so, we were still unpacking, and of course there's plenty to do in the apartment, like paint closets and buy a wine rack, but I can't do much of the common-space stuff without consulting Liz, cause, you know, it's her house. I also went to New York to be with Jason and Alicia for a few days.
The second week, I did a lot of organization of my own things, totally went through all my documents from 1998 till now, got them consolidated.
The third week (last week) I spent with Jason in Maine with his family, reading and swimming and kayaking and taking pictures. I finally met his sister, Kristie, who is going through a rough time (aka the same thing I went through when I was 21. She's 20). She is really a neat person, very creative, she makes jewelry (she made me earrings), and models and has all kinds of neat tattoos, mostly stars. But her mom and dad are both a lot like Jason, really really quiet and home- and family-oriented, really responsible and smart. And Kristie's just not like that, she's creative and loud and very second-child, like me. So she has a lot of the same strengths and weaknesses as me. They're too hard on her. It's not quite a "why can't you be more like Jason" vibe, it's more like a "we understand Jason, because he's like us, but we can't understand you." I also went to visit Christine, after a minor issue trying to get to a restaurant with Jason (we were supposed to meet at a Cracker Barrel near Concord, but it turned out to be a Cracker Barrel store, not a restaurant at all...so we went to a place called the Covered Bridge Restaurant instead). Christine and I made an awesome strawberry-rhubarb pie together, and went on an exciting what stores are still open in rural New Hampshire tour, and visited two seperate grocery stores, one of which we got to make our own peanut butter at. That's always fun. While Christine was at work on Thursday, I went on a 12-mile hike down the Rail Trail, which was really beautiful. I took a lot of pictures again, and my feet got unbelievably dirty. I thought about sticking around the common when I returned, but the only thing I wanted were strawberries, and they were like $7 a quart.
On Friday we drove back to Boston, and Liz wanted to hang out with Shimpay, and I wanted to hang out with Jason, but we weren't sure how to do both. Jason's apartment was supposed to have a barbeque, but Sam cancelled it because he was sick. He kinda looked like a zombie. But Jason was sad, cause he was supposed to go to like three barbeques and they ALL got cancelled! So he was just at home doing laundry and being sad. Shimpay was packing to go to Indiana and then Japan, where he's going to get an MBA. So he was kinda lonely too.
So we went over to Jason's, where a few people hadn't heard that the barbeque has been cancelled, so Liz and Christine and Jason went shopping, and we grilled burgers and made chili cheese dogs and hung out on the roof until about 9, then Jason went to watch the fireworks from the Hancock Tower, and Liz and Christine and I went to MIT to watch them with Shimpay. It was a lot of fun. Then I walked over to meet with Jason, who had brought me tiramisu from Finale because he's awesome.
And Saturday was Jean's birthday/graduation party, which she spent outside with her friends and I spent inside with family playing DDR and Wii Fit. GOOD TIMES. Evidently I am excellent at virtual hula-hooping. Mmmhmm.
So, now I am back home, slowly creating scrapbooks out of all the stuff I've saved since I was, oh, 8 years old. I have a pre-high-school notebook, one for high school, one for college, one post-college, and one for Matignon. I also have my 7th-grade math notebook, when I had Mr. Kennedy and was super-organized.
I'm still kinda lonely though, with all these projects but not a whole lot of human interaction.
Today I start my bellydancing class. I'm also going grocery shopping with Eun Jung, who is going to teach me the Korean words for fruits and vegetables. Woohoo!