Life is full of the everyday things we have to do, like cleaning up after ourselves, and in my case, cleaning up after Edgar as well. All those small but time consuming chores, like vacing (cleaning the floors with a vacuum cleaner), taking out the garbage, washing floors, dusting, cleaning the bathroom, etc., etc. Then there are the things that life requires we do in order to survive, namely work for money. A necessary evil so we can have a place to live, food to eat, as well as all the other things money can buy. After that, there are the things we commit ourselves to doing, taking our children to after school programs, helping our friends when they need it, and tutoring English even though I probably do enjoy it way too much.
So it seems rather amazing that I even have time to read a newspaper, never mind do all the other things I would like to do. There just aren't enough hours in a day.
I am, however, about to get a vacation. Friday morning, it seems, I will have hernia surgery. The surgery is a simple one, and considered same day surgery, meaning you go home the same day. The healing process is not so quick, and takes several weeks before the pain and discomfort goes away. The worst of the pain takes about two weeks, and most of the discomfort is gone in about six weeks. I know because I went through it once before. So, Thursday June 3rd will be my last day at the Library tutoring for a couple of weeks. I plan on being back Wednesday June 23rd, but it is possible, if I am feeling up to it, that I might be able to return to the Library on Friday June 18th. I will keep you informed.
It's one heck (a substitute for hell, which is considered a curse word) of a way to get a vacation, but it will give me time to catch up on some books I would like to read, as well as more time to study Chinese characters, and maybe practice my Mandarin pronunciation. And of course, Edgar will enjoy having me trapped in the apartment for awhile. Well, he might not enjoy the first few days, since I will probably be doing a lot of moaning and groaning, as well as complaining, but after that he will probably be pestering me for head rubs, and sleeping on his favorite old and falling-apart running shoes, which of course, will be on my feet. So even though I do not look forward to Friday morning, it is best to get it over with, and move on. I will still do more than my share of complaining, I'm sure, but since I never have enough time to read all the books I would like to, it will balance out.
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John,
ReplyDeleteA recent study showed, it can ease the suffering of people when people count money. So I suggest you to prepare one hundred dollars, but all denominations of pennies. Thus, when you count the money, then you can also hear the sound of money, you will get double pleasure, namely your pain will be reduced double. It is very good for your recovery. If this approach is effective, please pay me one hundred dollars when you come back to teach us English.
Thank you, Hong. I needed a good laugh. I meant to post a new entry before surgery, but I have run out of time. Right now I am trying to get Edgar to bed, but he does not want to go. He finished pretending he is eating, and now he is singing.
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