Wandering and Wondering

A little more than an hour left in 2017, and I am sitting at home in front of my computer typing away. My son's asleep, and A is busy putting the little one to sleep. No exciting countdown for us, out with a crowd. But such is life with 2 kids of ages less than the digits on a single hand when added together. Without thinking too hard, this year seemed like any other: uneventful. But after browsing through my photos, I realized has actually been quite a year. I took my first trip back to Vancouver in nearly a decade (also A and T's first trip). We moved in the middle of the year in a rush because of a bad leak in the old apartment. And last but not least, my daughter was born. T also turned 3 this year, as we've moved past the terrible 2s into the *drum rolls* test-your-limit threes. Work has also been slowly moving in an upward trajectory, which is always a good thing, although I've had a hard time balancing work and family. My goals for next year, the same unattai...

I should just start writing. I’ve been meaning to start blogging again, as a way to hone my writing skills. I figure even without feedback, the act of writing itself should help. At the very least, I can read my own words and see if they turn out weird. I don’t lack the chance to type words onto a file, being a translator, but I rarely have the opportunity to write in my own voice. My self-imposed paternity leave was supposed to be the chance for me to work on my writing, to read, and to do chores around the apartment. Instead, aside from a couple translation cases, the only thing I’ve done that’s remotely productive is watching  Stranger Things and  13 Reasons Why  on Netflix. (Productive because at least I’m watching a story. Very remotely, I know.) The problem with blogging is I don’t have anything worth blogging about that may be of interest to anyone other than myself. My life is occupied by my family, household chores, and work. (Yet despite the above, my son d...