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Me Picking My Nose

I love walking down to Izumi Chuo to catch the subway downtown. We live just far enough away that our neighborhood feels suburban, but we're also close enough that the subway is within walking distance. I consider 25 minutes walking distance. Opinions vary.

I took the morning off and went to my psychiatrist for my semi-weekly check-in and prescription refill. The best part is the walk to and from Izumi Chuo Station. I stopped for a coffee along the way. It wasn't snowing today. The air was cold but the sunlight was soothing so I walked and sipped my coffee and thought about things.

The doctor asked me the usual questions and gave me the usual advice. Which is why I also go see a therapist. My therapist listens. My psychiatrist diagnoses.

Taking the morning off meant the afternoon was busy. The boys got home at 14:30. Eri took off for school at 14:50. Osamu napped until after five. Kenzo fake napped as per usual. I had work meetings online.

In the evening a perfect storm of Kenzo being super tired, Osamu being well-rested and energetic, and me being slightly beyond the threshold of my physical and mental capacity to function took place. We had a great dinner thanks to mama. She prepped hamburger steaks and I fixed it all up with rice and soup and cheese.

We also had a fun bath; efficient and effective. The boys love playing with super balls and drawing pictures on the steamy bath mirror. Tonight Kenzo drew me picking my nose. It was pretty good.

The perfect storm manifested in some tears. The boys were so worked up and hyper that when I pressed them to get their pajamas on and clean up their toys they just shut down. I did too.

Eri got home just as we were finishing bedtime preparations. I put my head down on the living room rug just to take a short break.

When I woke up it was 23:30 and I had a blanket on me thanks to Eri. I brushed my teeth and went to bed.

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