Sunday

The title remains the same. However, from a standpoint, there isn’t much concept of Sunday, so I worked normally and the day ended.

In the morning, I washed and packed the things around the kitchen in cardboard boxes for moving, and it was over. I was thinking of throwing away various seasonings that I was using, or if they were about to run out, but when I started thinking about it, I didn’t seem to be able to proceed, so I packed all of them in cardboard for the time being. This time I can’t afford to move until the day I move, so when I take it out of the cardboard box after moving, I’ll decide whether to throw it away or not.

In the afternoon, I made an outline of the Kyushu University Corona Report and wrote a little text for submission. Since the transcription data is about 20000 characters and the submitted data is about 2500 characters, there is a difficulty that I have to summarize it considerably, but since the absolute amount of sentences is not large, I think I can manage to put it out by tomorrow. Or rather, tomorrow is the deadline, so I have to put it out.

I took a climate change basic class online for 3 hours from the evening. Today was more interesting than last time, and it was a meaningful time to exchange opinions with other people. This class is sponsored by an organization called 350 JAPAN, and this time it seems that former students will teach as instructors for the first time. I can’t say much about people because I still don’t know much about climate change, but if I say only the lecture part using materials, the story is a little redundant, and the instructor’s PC freezes in the middle. Even if there was, it ended 30 minutes over the scheduled time, so I wish I could make it a little more compact, but I thought it was a waste to do something good. However, it was a good time because I learned a lot and thought that I had to investigate more myself, and above all, it became clearer than ever what I should do and what I could do.

At night, I was writing the continuation of the manuscript for submission, and now I have finished writing about half. By the time I go to bed, I’ll write it to the end, and I’ll check it again tomorrow morning and submit it. I’m not ready to move yet and I feel like I’m running out of cardboard, but I have to finish preparing to move by the end of tomorrow. It’s hard.