As I don't have any kind of job at the moment, my days can feel quite long. I usually wake up with the rest of the family, drink a lot of coffee, look at the job listings online, then have breakfast. After breakfast I ride my bike for 15 minutes, then jump on a free university bus that takes me to the place I can exercise for free.
I usually come home have lunch, then just wait for the day to be over so I can repeat the process, but today we had a special project. My in-laws are having their apartment renewed, so we had a lot of cleaning to do. My wife and I started first with the refrigerator. It was --and still is--quite a jungle. There is one upper door shelf that is overflowing with those packets of ginger, soy sauce and wasabi that you get included with pre-made sushi sets. We found a bottle of hot sauce that was only 4 years younger than my wife and lots of other strange and interesting concoctions.
We formed an assembly line. My wife picked through the dangerous fridge and I emptied the contents and washed the containers to prepare them for recycling. Each container produced and interesting texture and scent. The grossest by far was some peanut extract that came out in slow globs and smelled like a sour peanut mystery. Armed with my tools: hot water, a scrubby sponge, and an old toothbrush, I tried by best to make myself feel useful. We've only made a small dent so far, but it is some kind of improvement. The fridge reminds me of Tetris. There are lots of small containers containing lots of different things. There are arrange horizontally and vertically in any fashion that can make them fit.
Next we had to start on the rest of the apartment. Everything needed to come off of the walls. I actually stated to enjoy myself. With each little thing that came off of the wall I learned a little about my wife's family. It is amazing how much you can collect over the course of a 30 year marriage.
I wonder how full our apartment will be after we've been married that long. I guess I will need to find a job for that to happen. Keep on trying.
I usually come home have lunch, then just wait for the day to be over so I can repeat the process, but today we had a special project. My in-laws are having their apartment renewed, so we had a lot of cleaning to do. My wife and I started first with the refrigerator. It was --and still is--quite a jungle. There is one upper door shelf that is overflowing with those packets of ginger, soy sauce and wasabi that you get included with pre-made sushi sets. We found a bottle of hot sauce that was only 4 years younger than my wife and lots of other strange and interesting concoctions.
We formed an assembly line. My wife picked through the dangerous fridge and I emptied the contents and washed the containers to prepare them for recycling. Each container produced and interesting texture and scent. The grossest by far was some peanut extract that came out in slow globs and smelled like a sour peanut mystery. Armed with my tools: hot water, a scrubby sponge, and an old toothbrush, I tried by best to make myself feel useful. We've only made a small dent so far, but it is some kind of improvement. The fridge reminds me of Tetris. There are lots of small containers containing lots of different things. There are arrange horizontally and vertically in any fashion that can make them fit.
Next we had to start on the rest of the apartment. Everything needed to come off of the walls. I actually stated to enjoy myself. With each little thing that came off of the wall I learned a little about my wife's family. It is amazing how much you can collect over the course of a 30 year marriage.
I wonder how full our apartment will be after we've been married that long. I guess I will need to find a job for that to happen. Keep on trying.
