Flew back to the States again recently and helped my family move into a new house. We officially have a home base again in the US! A momentous occasion indeed. Definitely feels good to have some place to call home again, especially after the past 8 months of globetrotting.

Had an incredibly productive week setting everything up and running errands non-stop. Here's a list of some of the things we did...

  • Set up internet (surprisingly one of the easiest tasks. Thanks, Xfinity - NOT! I still hate you with the the burning passion of 1000 suns)
  • Set up a home security camera system
  • Set up a Nest thermostat
  • Applied for water/garbage w/ the city
  • Set up utilities
  • Shopped and purchased appliances (fridge, washer, dryer). Also installed an emergency gas shut-off valve for the dryer.
  • Got my furniture out of storage in South SF. Finally, no more monthly storage cost burn!
  • Got access to the security gates for my car
  • Played beer pong with my mom, Sandy, and Chris :D

Sandy and Chris flew in from NYC to help us move too. It was fun having a mini-reunion in a bare bones house. Despite not having much furniture or internet at the time, it definitely felt like home.

Front view of our house when we picked up the keys

Unearthed some of my precious old things

Always gotta have the cubes

Brunch at Denny's

Harassing Sandy (it's a 24/7 job)

Celebratory dinner with Mom after everything started settling in!

I keep talking about the feeling of having a HOME. It's a hard feeling to describe. Born and raised in the States, but parents moved to Shanghai when I was in high school. Guess we are the definition of an international family, as one of my friends once said. But for the past 12 years or so, we've been scattered across the world. Spending time in this house with my family made me extremely nostalgic, and a lot of old memories of growing up in Michigan kept popping up in my head.

I've only been gone for a few days, but I miss home. I miss my parents. I miss my sister, Chris, my friends. I miss having the stability of my old life. Sometimes I wonder if/when I'll have that kind of feeling again. But at the same time I know it's something I'm not ready to go back to yet.

Anyway, lots of work to be done instead of sitting here writing to myself like a dramatic nerd.

Here's to me hopefully sticking to my billionth attempt at blogging more.

Cheers!