lunar looniness
19/02/2007
The worst of CNY is over, at least for me. While most people revel in meeting their family and extended family, I don’t think they’ve met mine.
As a kid, CNY though dreadful, was often quite lucrative. My mom has a huge family, so though meeting her entire family – having to remember to call all my uncles and aunts in order, and remembering who was paired to who – was fairly unpleasant, it often paid off.
I’d have to be there for an hour, maybe more, socialise (or not) with my cousins, some of whom were so much older so I had no idea what they were talking about, the ones around my age – well we just outgrew one another – we could sit next to each other for the entire session, and despite having played with each other each time we met for the first 12 years of our lives, we’d be able to just sit there, not move and not make conversation, aside from Hi and Bye. We’re that tight. The ones younger than me, well, we don’t have that much in common.
So now that that’s over, it’s a relief.
It’s just the way Chinese New Year was designed – to inspire dread so you can feel relief when it’s over. Ahhh… the mysteries of life.
I’ve to get out of the house now, because I spent the whole day in bed traumatised by the day before (notwithstanding the $60 I made from my dad’s siblings at the poker table).
Have a good Tuesday!
