Wow. Has it really been around four months since we moved to Shanghai? It feels like just yesterday we moved here. Time really does fly!
Our lives, so far, have been amazing. We found new places to go, enjoying life and the luxuries of being in China… where things are not expensive compared to the U.S. dollar. Not to say it isn’t expensive, Shanghai definitely has expensive things (even compared to USD) but we are living it up here. Some of my favorite activities have been hanging with friends, meeting new people, Chinese lessons and exploring new places to go.
I have been going to the doctor a lot this past week. Not to worry, it was more of a checkup of sorts. I have been talking to a few friends about why and everything is looking good. But as a precautionary measure, my doctor asked me to go see a dentist. Not because she thinks I have bad teeth but she was saying how the teeth and gums are related to our body health. I went to the dentist and guess what? My dentist is from NYC, he was a professor at NYU and he’s leading conferences and working in Shanghai for the past 3 years. It was nice to see a face similar to mine, an Asian-American in Shanghai. Most of the foreigners I’ve been meeting have been non-Asian and I do love that. But sometimes it’s nice to commiserate with other Asian Americans about people yelling at you, assuming you are Chinese, saying your Chinese is terrible. Then telling them, “Oh, actually… I’m Korean!” and their response suddenly changes to: “Good! Your Chinese is good then!”. Makes me laugh but I really needed someone like me to talk about this to. I’ve found a few friends who get it.
So yes, back to my story. I went to the dentist and guess what? My first cavity EVER. The nice doctor gave me a filling and that’s done. I felt a little ashamed of getting a cavity, I take so much time to brush and floss everyday. But he assured me that my teeth look quite healthy and that I should be happy that it wasn’t a root canal! So yes, I’ll take the cavity instead. But now I’m paranoid about brushing and flossing even more than before.
I was reading my physical journal from when we moved here and it was exactly what I thought. I was lonely, I wasn’t sure what to do with myself and I felt like a burden to my husband. I think that’s pretty normal for anyone who moves to another country, who doesn’t speak the language and happens to not have a job. But it’s funny since now that I’m looking back, I’ve made it to this point… quite fast. I’m no longer lonely, I feel happy and 每天 （every day)… I find myself extremely busy.
My average day is usually:
-起床 (get up), 吃早餐 (eat breakfast) and see the hubs off to work (or sleep in)
-go to the grocery store and buy stuff for the day or a few days
-回家 （come home）, put laundry in the washer and hang it when done (the dryer SUCKS, so everything needs to be air-dried)
-学习汉语 study Chinese (usually for a few hours)
- 吃午饭(eat lunch), check email, look on pintrest, celeb gossip
-practice 钢琴 （piano） and/or write 音乐（music ）
-write an email to 我的妈妈 (my mother in law, but I consider her my mother) in CHINESE
-run errands, doctor appointments or other things
-晚饭 (dinner), whether I cook or we go out
-sometimes Skype with my adorable niece Claire and Aerin in the background looking awesome. Sometimes with my in laws but I try to talk to my in laws in the morning so that it’s night time where they are.
- 睡觉 (bedtime)
This is just a typical day. Usually on the 周末 (weekend) we see our friends. Sometimes on the weekday, we have dinner with friends… maybe if the hubs is off, we have a date day. But generally this has been my sort of schedule.
Did you notice anything in bold? Well, I am in the process of writing music. I know, WHAT? I’m writing music for my portfolio to present to a producer in May! If he likes any of the songs, he’ll show them to his artists/singers/bands and if they like it… they’ll buy it! So technically, I guess I have a job. I’m supposed to have at least 100 songs by May so we’ll see. But I have to say, it feels good to play music, to get the creative juices running again. Being able to play my piano has made me sane again.
Anyway. Yes, life has been good. Can’t complain at all. If you’re noticing some Chinese words in my posts, it’s only because I want to practice typing Chinese. I’m too lazy to do every single word I know but I’ll insert some here and there. By the way, I’m loving Chinese. I can now hold a basic conversation in Mandarin for about 20 minutes. My teacher timed me. Though I can’t talk about deep feelings and politics… I feel pretty good about how far I’ve come in only 11 lessons. YAY!
Expat life is pretty darn good. Loving Shanghai, dare I say… more than New York City.
thanks to my BIL to catching my Chinese mistakes.