We’ll be traveling to the PH for the next month, so there was a lot of preps to be done before we head out.
Vino was supposed to attend a birthday party later in the day, but he woke up not feeling too great. Since we were set to travel, we decided to just let him rest at home.
For breakfast, I cooked up some spam, our leftover rice, and did some Korean steamed eggs. Che got some Korean treats from her sister who’s visiting the PH – homemade seaweed snacks from her mother-in-law and some seasoned gojuchang paste.
I’ve searched some Korean stores here in SG and couldn’t find the same type gojuchang paste, but it’s damn good. That, some sesame oil, and maybe some furikake makes any dry meal awesome. This time around, I used omma’s seaweed and it was just as good as any furikake.
So far, Che has been working and running errands, so she has never really gotten the chance to rest. So after breakfast, she just crashed on the couch, and I told Vino to just let her while we watched Squid Games.
I understand this may not be good parenting, considering the graphic visuals and the vulgar language. But it’s better that we are watching with him than him secretly watching it.
Considering all the merch and how the kids all talk about it, you can’t really convince me that Vino is the only kid watching it.
Vino hates spoilers, but the night before, he chose to watch “Squid Games in Coversation” after feeling really sad about the death of a major character. We didn’t know what the show was about, but we realized it’s a post-series discussion about the show featuring Gi Hun, The Frontman, and the director of the show.
So we basically saw scenes from the finale already.
Armed with that knowledge, we just pressed on to see how the story will unfold to that ending.
We ordered lunch in, because we wanted to minimize things we needed to wash in the kitchen.
Then, it was off to the heavy stuff – packing things.
Che doesn’t trust me with packing things. I try, but she has a certain order and way that makes space much more efficient. Basically, I can pack my own bag, but she’ll re-arrange it when she sees it.
To avoid doing unnecessary things, I just pick my clothes and let her pack it all. Meanwhile, I do whatever else is needed around the house and support her on what she needs.
It can be argued that I should learn how to do this as well so that she doesn’t need to worry about it, but throughout this marriage, I have learned that when there are certain ways Che wants done, I will never really learn how to do it exactly no matter how hard I try.
It’s like her adobo – she can settle for the way I do it, but I can never really do it the way she does it. It’s just that she can’t stand how I pack things, and she will only find peace if she knows that it is packed correctly.
It’s a lot of shifting things from one bag to the other and deciding which bags we will actually bring. It took up pretty much our whole afternoon.
We’re pretty much packed and ready to go, and tomorrow will be reserved for doing last minute errands.
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