I spoke too soon about Biden winning the US ELECTION. 

Although he did win, Trump continues to deny the fact. He has not yet conceded defeat. He and his red hats still stamp and scream that the election was stolen from them. But enough of fantasy.

The real world is confronting the second wave of COVID-19. It's crashing into parts of Canada that were hardly affected by the first wave and forcing the ones that were back into measures as drastic as those used in March. Even our Bonnie Henry has mandated mask wearing in BC, and she does her best to encourage people to do the right thing, not force them. But here as in most places people readily embrace the individual liberty that is implied by democracy but are reticent about exercising the equally fundamental collective responsibility it requires.

I rarely know what I'm thinking until I take time to consider what I'm doing. This morning I got up around 7:30, dressed, ate an apple, put a mask and hand sanitizer in my purse and drove to Superstore. I had about five items in the cart before I observed that there were more people in the aisles than I had thought there would be so early in the morning. They were all wearing masks. And I had just put ten pounds of whole wheat flour in my cart. Everyone was following the mask mandate and I was stocking up as I hadn't done since March. Until that moment, if asked, I would have said that I was unaffected by this second wave talk, 💦off a 🦆's back. 😹

But at that moment I realized that I had been thinking about it and so had these other masked shoppers. That's why I hadn't felt like having breakfast before going shopping and was buying things in bigger quantities than usual. When I went through the cash at 8:30am, I asked the cashier if there were more people in the store than usual at that hour because I had never been there this early. She said that it was starting to remind her of March. As I pushed my loaded cart out of the store, I passed a mountain of toilet paper on sale that I hadn't noticed on the way in. Superstore had caught the second wave well before I had. 

Meanwhile, back in S. Korea, Jay, May and the girls moved into their new apartment on Monday. They planned and packed and worked as a team. There were a few set backs, but nothing they couldn't manage and now they are settling in. They are quite a crew. Moving is becoming their specialty. The new place is on the main floor, bigger and much quieter than the last one, and the view from the living room window is of trees and a park. 

Packing done

Min and Jin eating their last lunch in the old place. 

May and the girls at the new dining room table in their new home


Jay's morning coffee after their first night in the new home. The nephews are already visiting as you can see from the blanket and softies on the floor.