This week has been all about catching up after being so sick! That's also why this weekly update is a day late. Already screwing up and it's only week 2. In case you missed last week, I'm doing these weekly updates now, so that you can see stuff going on in my life like adulting, or the weird things I think about that are interesting but probably do not warrant a separate post. Anyway, here's this week's dose.
I feel powerful paying off my credit card. When I pay off a substantial credit card balance (substantial to me is not substantial to most people though) I feel on top of the world. I have always been super wary of debt because I know how real it is for most people and thus far, I have managed to avoid any, thanks in large part to my parents, who invested in a 529 Plan to fund my education (if you've got kids in your life, I highly recommend looking into this). I was honestly terrified to open a credit card because I generally know that I enjoy spending money and that as an emotional person, I can be an emotional spender, and that can lead to debt and a lower credit score. Every time I pay off my balance, I literally feel as though I have stood before a demon and defeated them. I have laughed at the face of death! I have tempted fate and escaped debt's clutches again! I feel like this is such a lame thing to admit, because cooler people than me get their thrills from things like mountain climbing, or riding roller coasters, and I can do neither and instead schedule transfers to pay my credit card and feel invincible.
I may be forcing one of my coworkers to allow me to decorate and arrange his new apartment. I mean, I'd like to say I convinced him, which I think is true, but is far overshadowed by the fact that I am insisting. I honestly believe that I am capable of making most bachelor pads (read: barren and confusing living spaces) ten times better. The second he told me he realized he definitely needed stuff for his apartment and wasn't sure how to make it homey, I swooped in like a predator, insisting he let me take on his space.
Work was stressful, but I've gotten back in the swing of things. While I was still working from home while I was sick last week, my team took mercy on me and tried to minimize the amount of projects I had to work on, because they are the best. My first week back involved a bit of catch up and a lot of getting back to full steam ahead! The long weekend ahead of us also put some extra pressure on this week so things were a little crazy this week, but we've done pretty darn good, I think.
I joined another dating site. I'm on one dating site and one app-only dating service at the moment. As someone who is really busy and does not enjoy engaging in conversations with strangers in the physical world (a lot harder to bail) I really enjoy dating services because honestly, there is no other way I would be able to meet and evaluate potential dates at the rate I do. As clear as I am on certain things I look for in someone I think I could get along with, I sometimes laugh at my criteria, because I know they make me sound like a crazy person. I mean, I think if anyone was really honest with themselves, they'd probably sound just as crazy-- after all it's not like we're looking for just ANYONE (probably? I don't know everyone's lifestyle). Maybe I'll post a list of the more silly sounding criteria.
I hung out with my cousins. I don't see them a lot, especially the younger of the two sisters I was with, as she's based in Boston for school. We did hot pot and Hong Kong style ice cream and waffles! It was nice to catch up with them-- despite being close in age we all have very different interests and grew up largely separated by hundreds of miles, so making an effort is really important.
I sent letters to my grandparents. I try to do this every other month or more, since it means a lot to them. Being older and having sacrificed a lot to make a lot in this country, I think my grandparents on both sides just want to know they are thought about and respected by the people they suffered and sacrificed for. Since they don't know tons of English, especially on my mother's side, and I know very very little Korean, I really do my best to tell them what's going on in my life and that I hope they are well in terms that they can read and understand. So far, I have been able to do so, and they have expressed to me and my parents how proud they are that they understand my letters and that they appreciate that I took care to write them something they could read.
That's what's new with me. What's new with you?