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Lights Out

Every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday is Friends Club. That's where Kenzo goes to do English play time after school. Eri drops him off at the bus stop at 16:00 and I pick him up when he gets back at 18:20.


Kenzo loves Friends Club so far. It's at the kindergarten he just graduated from and most of his friends from there who now go to different elementary schools attend, so he gets to see and play with them. English is sort of a side thing, at least for Kenzo. I know he's learning there, and I'm glad he's not totally aware of that, at least for the time being.

Osamu napped for three hours. I was so jealous. I could go for more naps. He was literally just waking up when I was leaving at 18:10 to pick up Kenzo at the bus stop.

Recently I've been making it a habit to sleep downstairs on the living room floor. I stay up late reading and writing and catching up on work things and of course watching a little YouTube. I love the quiet after Eri and the boys go to sleep. I love the sound of the dishwasher after midnight. I go out and get a good walk in from 11:20-ish and try to meet my goal of 8 kilometers per day.

Tonight I made an extra special late night snack. I sprinkled some red pepper on the homemade pickles from Cindy and topped some cured ham with cream cheese and a squirt of horseradish-esque mustard and some truffle spray.


Washing it down with a splash of Black Nikka and it's gonna be lights out.

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