day 1562 – corridor floor

third day of the contractor laying down hardwood floor. it’s coming along nicely; he’s working slowly but diligently as those curved steps on the stairs is complicated. i hope he can get more done over the weekend so i don’t have to deal with the sawdust. it’s looking quite nice but i still don’t like how the random creaking noises comes with. no matter what, i think i’ll always prefer carpet in my bedroom

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day 1559 – flooring 

together with my parents, we moved all the living room furniture over the long weekend to prepare for more home renovation. came home from work and the construction guy ripped out the public area carpet on the main floor and started laying out hardwood floor at the stairway. it will very be dusty and loud over the next couple days. i’ll miss the warm fuzzy feeling of the carpet, but i’ll have to adapt to the grainy feeling

day 1536 – rollerblading 

woke up at six to watch federer win his ninth wimbledon title. thought i would do something spontaneous before my hockey game. somewhere at the bottom of my sports closet is my dusty blades my parents got me back when i was in my early years of highschool. wasn’t sure if they still fit, wasn’t sure if they required a tune up, wasn’t sure if i remember how to roller blade, but didn’t think twice before strapping them on

day 1235 – screen time

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killarney taekwondo term was over last weekend, meaning my first real weekend in far too long. spent the day reorganizing my workstation, discarding unwanted material and relocating things to other places so my work area is less cluttered. it also meant throwing out a lot of old junk and dusty paper weights. this is a good reset for a fresh start and be ready for the new challenges i decided to take on. hypothetically, the three monitors should make my productivity go up

day 1085 – ball crate

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cleaning out parts of my room and throwing some old stuff out. it was time to get rid of all the dusty things i haven’t touched in years and probably will not need again. there’s probably a lot more waiting to be thrown away; i will get around to them eventually. i refuse to throw out my used tennis balls, instead they all are stashed in a big crate where my collection continues to grow.