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Not a week after we watched the happy couple exchange vows, Boyfriend and I spent three whole days helping the newlyweds pack and move all their belongings into a transportable storage unit (the groom will be attending Brandeis for his PhD, which meant a cross-country move to Boston), and then subsequently moved in our belongings (long story, don’t ask). The boys took care of all the heavy lifting as the girls spent an inordinate amount of time with tissue paper, and after more than a half dozen trips to West Seattle (in god awful viaduct traffic, no less), the rainiest morning we’ve had thus summer, a bruise the size of a doorknob on my leg, and some magic power cleaning by my family, we’re happily settled in our new home.

My parents were also visiting last week, which made an already busy week/weekend even busier, but I’d gladly accept sleep depravation and overall exhaustion for some family time any day. On Saturday, my brother and I took our entire family, including our Imo and Harmonee to Haiku, where we watched my Oppa eat about three dozen oysters and an entire platter of mussels (no exaggeration, he ate over 75). We somehow mustered up some energy after dinner for a walk through the Sculpture Park.

On Sunday, my sister Honie and I woke up at the buttcrack of dawn to drive up to North Bend where we volunteered at Warrior Dash with fellow Philanthro members, while the bro took the parents for a tour at Boeing, where he works. They then proceeded to spend the afternoon making some banchans, which we protested but secretly jumped for joy inside. Currently, two shelves of the fridge contain some delicious ass Korean food, including two jars of fresh kimchi.

My parents hadn’t been to the Public Market in over 15 years, so on Monday we walked around, squeezing between a suffocating amount of tourists. Living in Seattle, especially so close to the market, you sort of take for granted how lively and special that place is, so it was nice seeing my parents’ reactions and be reminded once again. Before driving them to the airport, Boyfriend and I took the family out for one last dinner at Din Tai Fung, where we managed to get extremely lucky and arrive just minutes before a huge crowd formed a line.

Boyfriend and I have spent this entire week cleaning (honestly, how does so many bags of garbage form when you’re moving?), choosing a new dining table (finally), picking up a new rolling rack for him (because he’s a gentleman and once again gave me the closet), painting walls (okay, I watched him paint), and playing Tetris with our storage unit. It’s been nonstop go for nearly two weeks, but it’s showing signs of slowing down. Tonight, we’re going to grill steaks and watch the opening ceremony of the Olympics. Tomorrow, we’ll be going to a wedding and taking part of Philanthro’s National Volunteer Day, Engage… it’s not too late to register, join us!