It’s Father’s Day so of course I’m remembering dad.

Home more than a week now and still adjusting to my American life.  For example, in Korea I stayed up until 2 a.m. and slept until 10.  Now, I sleep at 10 p.m. and wake up at 6.  I guess 8 hours is 8 hours, but I seem more tired these days.

Here’s what has been happening since my return:

The house was still standing.  All the plants I planted last year are dead.  All the weeds Jee Yeun pulled grew back.

At some point during my absence the GFCI in the garage tripped.  Which shut down the refrigerator/freezer in the garage.  Ever smelled really rotten fish?  Not pleasant at all.

Grocery shopping.  I confess I do enjoy the quantity of selection of foods I really like at my local Publix supermarket.  Seven bucks for a huge watermelon put a smile on my face.  I paid W20,000 for melons 1/3 this size in Korea.

And Jee Yeun was similarly happy shopping at the Korean market.

Made a pulled pork bbq dinner for the kids.

Played and won at darts.

Caught up on A LOT of TV shows, including watching both seasons of Game of Thrones.  Still have a shitload of stuff in the queue.

Started pulling the “additional documentation” requested by the Immigration Service together.  This included getting Jee Yeun’s family documents translated and printing a boatload of photos from Facebook to demonstrate the long term nature of our relationship.  Uncle Sam is such a worry-wort.  Anyway, should have everything ready to mail next week.

Spent time with the newest grandchild, Sydney.  She likes her watermelon just like granddad.

Paid my property taxes.  Which were due in March.  And which I tried to pay before I left in February, but the assessment “wasn’t ready”.  So, I got socked with penalty and interest fees.

Watched it rain for a couple of days.  And got the oil changed in the car.

And I picked up dad’s “cremains” from the University of South Carolina School of Medicine.  It was a strange feeling carrying what’s left of dad home in a box.

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.