Tuesday - Rainy, cold and windy
I slept in again this morning and dragged myself out of bed quite late again. I had my breakfast and got dressed. F had made breakfast for his mother so she was fine.
I ate upstairs and relaxed. After a while, F asked if I wanted to go shopping. I didn’t mind, I didn’t know what I was shopping for! We also decided to have lunch and headed to a gyudon shop
We went to the new gyudon place. It was hopping. I had chicken cutlet with cabbage, rice and miso soup. It was okay, but not great. F had some kind of donburi with bibinba-style beef or something.
After lunch, we went to the grocery store and bought stuff for dinner. F got all the things he needed and then we grabbed an hors d’oeuvre tray too.
We came back to the house and as we arrived, F remembered that he didn’t buy kerosene, so he basically left me at the house and went off to buy the heater juice!
I put away the groceries and went upstairs. F came back and came upstairs too. I relaxed and a bit later took a nap. I was so tired all of a sudden.
I went downstairs first to heat up the hors d’oeuvres. Some of them were deep-fried and I thought they would be nicer if I did them in the air fryer rather than in the microwave. I got a lot of them done and then I had to call F down to make his soba for dinner.
He came down and of course, we got in each other’s way, but we tried! I set the table, he got his mother up and we sat down to eat. All of a sudden he was opening up a bottle of sake and pouring some out. I told him I didn’t want any. He insisted and put the little cup in front of my space at the table. I decided I wouldn’t drink it. He told me that I had to drink it and I said I wouldn’t. So then, he told me, “No dinner for you!”. I left the table and went upstairs.
I wasn’t terribly hungry and I really don’t like soba anyway, so I didn’t care too much. I went upstairs and watched some more YouTube and had a cup of hot cocoa. No big deal.
F came upstairs a bit later and lay on his side of the bed. I just ignored him. After a while, he started talking to me and he apologized to me. I’m afraid I wasn’t too impressed. Then, he started getting all morose and saying a bunch of depressing things that bothered me.
I went downstairs and went to the kitchen. I washed my air fryer because he didn’t do it and I didn’t want a nasty surprise in a couple of days. I went back upstairs.
He asked me about going out at midnight to the shrine and I said that I had planned to go but wasn’t sure anymore.
He did ask me if he could make me a plate for dinner but I turned him down. I went downstairs and took a shower. After that, I made my usual “lunch” and brought that upstairs to eat. I didn’t eat any of the stuff from the tray he brought. Not impressed.
We got a little friendlier. At midnight I wished him a Happy New Year and then I checked if he wanted to do a Hatsumode. He talked about going to the big shrine in Tsuruoka Park, I wanted to go to the local shrine. We ended up doing that.
We got dressed up to go outside and walked to the local shrine. We did our thing at the shrine. It was open inside so that was quite cool. We didn’t go in or anything. I wanted to, but it’s fine!
We walked back to the house and F said he wanted to go to the 7-11 nearby to pick something up. He invited me to go with him so I said I would.
We drove there and went in. F got some ramen and I got a bread thing to share with him. As we got back in the car, F said he wanted to go for a drive. It was fine with me. I was a bit curious about what might be open and not open. Nothing except convenience stores! Everything else was closed, even the 24-hour gyudon shops.
We came back to the house. F made himself some ramen, and I grabbed the umeshu that I had bought last year for myself and brought it upstairs. I had one little bottle while F had something of his choosing.
We’ve had a quiet evening. I think we’re winding down as it is very late now and I’m getting quite tired. I’m not terribly angry at F now, although I am a bit still. He could have told me in the kitchen that he wanted to do a toast with the sake, or that it was some special stuff that he had bought specially, but he didn’t. I’m so tired of him trying to force me to eat or drink things that I don’t want to. I never used to have this many hang-ups about food, but I will not be forced into eating or drinking things I don’t like. My mother forced me to eat a fried egg when I was six or seven, I didn’t eat another one until I was in my late thirties and in Japan. I still don’t like them and avoid them when possible.
Anyway, that’s it for me.
Thank you dear readers for reading my blog and listening to my whining and mostly boring days. I can’t promise that 2025 will be more exciting, but I hope it will be!
Until next year….
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