Awards should be written out, honors should be bestowed, and monuments should be raised in my name – the boxes are finally gone. Actually, if any awards were to be given… it would have to be for worst mover ever. Or worst unpacker ever – I’m actually decent at moving.
But yes, the lonely box is gone. Actually, we’re just donating most of its contents. But still – at least someone will get use out of it. That’s definitely better than me using it as an impromptu dinner table when I feel like sitting on the floor. Just kidding. I don’t do that.
In other news, because we were feeling oh-so-productive, the Christmas tree went up today. Now I realize that it’s not even Thanksgiving yet – but we’re traveling during the holidays and I really wanted a piece of Christmas in my house. So if that means I will have a Christmas tree from before Thanksgiving to the first week of December – so be it.
It’s still very strange though – I woke up this morning at 2:30 and stayed in bed to work until 6. A cup of iced coffee kept me company and though it was delicious, I couldn’t help but thinking how out of place this was. It’s November. My tree is up. But I’m drinking iced coffee because it’s about 90 degrees outside. Something feels off.
The good news is that I’ll be heading to Seoul for Christmas this year – my first winter in Korea since 1991. I’m probably going to come back in an ice sculpture. It’s going to be amazing.