Hectic Weekend and Days Ahead
After a long morning at the salon (a post for another time!), I drove my grandmother and aunt to Orange County to visit relatives. I thought it was going to be a pretty tame afternoon but after sharing a meal, my aunt suddenly suggested going to the vacation home of the family we were visiting. So we piled into their van and drove to Pechanga, across which the house was located. We toured the new house for a few minutes, then went on to the casino where my grandmother and her sister-in-law tried their luck for about an hour.I was exhausted from driving (it took us almost 2 hours to get to Orange County from West LA), and casinos are not really my thing, so I was aching to go home and relax. We finally drove back to LA and got home close to 9pm. I was tired but I didn't want to stay home, so as soon as we got home, I just freshened up and was out the door again.
On Sunday after mass, Marc and I drove to Ikea to pick out more furniture for his new place. I think we got there at around 12:30pm, had lunch, but didn't start driving back until after four. Yikes! We get so preoccupied with all the furniture in Ikea that we just don't notice how the time is flying by.
When we got back, Marc wanted to kick back and relax for a little bit, but I was so psyched with all the boxes and the things we had to unwrap and put together, so a couple of hours later, we had a new bookcase and a table assembled. The chairs were a little tricky so we decided to stop after semi-completing two of them.
We decided on some sushi at Kaiten in 3rd St, then caught the evening showing of The Inside Man. It was a very entertaining, cleverly plotted and written film, similar in wittiness to Ocean's Eleven. People may say that some parts were played down too much, but all in all, it was still a great movie. Denzel Washington seems to always pick the good ones.
My grandmother and aunt have gone to Chicago, and it's much quieter at home. But we're going to be selling the place soon, so I need to start packing little by little every night. I foresee a busy spring and early summer for me and Uncle Monching. Moving, yet again. I'm looking forward to finding and living in a new place, but dreading the process.
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