Impulse’ Sort the Trash

Am using this certain app for daily brain exercises but they have this one game called Sort the Trash which got me frustrated at first because they only have two classes of segregation: paper / plastic.

If you’re living in Japan, your brain already automatically classifies types of trash so the game was too simple yet challenging for me since it unravels what was already wired on my brain.
So of course I wrote a comment about the game and sent an email to the game developer. Learned today that their Sort the Trash now has four categories: paper / plastic / organic / Glass.
Good job, Impulse! 😅

Life with a grade schooler: Catching the train

We had a long drive last night (we arrived at 2am!) hence I decided to commute for the day’s activities. That, plus we were hurrying not to be late for our choir practice and I wasn’t sure if parking will come easy.

One thing to note: we were all on time on all of our appointments. Except for catching the train. I was the only one who made it inside the train while Yui couldn’t get it despite trying to bar the door with her bag.

I made exaggerated mouth movements to tell her I’ll wait for her on the platform of our destination station. It seemed she has understood.

Was on tenterhooks waiting for Yui. When she did arrive she had a big smile on her face with laughter in her eyes.

We need to have more training for independence now.

Blessing in Disguise

A couple days back, our washing machine gave a warning that one of the filters needs cleaning. Pressure drop high alarm, basically.

On a seemingly different instance, I lost my earring yesterday. Noticed it around 4pm at the office.

Then this morning, while doing a load of washing before heading for office, the washing machine finally alarmed high liquid level. It just will not drain owing to clogged drain filter. I had no choice but to open the drain via the filter pull-out nozzle. Of course water came gushing out, flooding the area. I let some water out just so the machine could drain a bit and continue to run.

As I was wiping the flood off the floor, amid all the dirt/wet dust, I found my missing earring. The cap wasn’t on it but I found the expensive part so I’m already happy as it is.

One of those times you end up being thankful despite a seemingly bad event.

Lake Shirakaba

It was quite a long drive. With the traffic, it took us six hours to arrive at the destination. But it was worth it.
The beauty and the serenity and the calm. It helped me get grounded again. Felt like next time I get stressed I just need to simply go think back of that moment by the lake, and reminisce the serenity and I’d be at peace again.

On Wars and Butterfly kisses

Last night.

“Mommy, has Putin stopped his attack on Ukraine yet?”

“Sad to say, Baby, not yet. Not yet.”

You kept on a thoughtful face.

After lunch.

(Today was school holiday and I decided to take a day off). We were walking back home after lunch at the village cafe, you on your roller skater. Then you spotted a butterfly in the middle of the walkway that’s struggling to fly. The poor butterfly though would most likely struggle to fly for the rest of its life. Its wings have an uneven size, the other much smaller than the other. The windy day (today’s quite pleasant actually) added to its struggles. You were trying to pick it up, me shrieking (I NEVER liked insects). You explained that you had to remove it off the path of someone else, lest someone who doesn’t like insects might kill it, or someone in a hurry might accidentally trod on it and kill it. You gently brought it to a leafy shade and it was soon obvious to see the butterfly looked less distressed and was not trying to flap its wings anymore. You didn’t stop there though. You picked off a couple of wallflowers and laid it in front of the butterfly, giving it food.

Back at home, you waited while I worked on my laptop and tried to answer a colleague’s query from three projects back who needed help. You also told me how you envision my position will be six years from now. My, my. I have to work veeeery hard to meet your expectations!

You then requested me to sing “Country Road”. I wrapped up work, and dutifully sang in front of you. After my rendition, you said thank you, saying it was the first time you felt so relaxed listening to a song. My number 1 fan. 🥰