Tomorrow, I'm going back home to help my mother transfer to the hospital.

Since snowfall is predicted, I am thinking of a backup plan.

That aside.

Today, the temperature rose at noon, so I took the opportunity to clean the exhaust fan.

This has already been a routine process, so I was able to crunch through it.

A few liters of oil (used for 8 years) is poured into a tray and the exhaust fan parts are thrown into the tray and washed.

This has already been a routine process, so I was able to crunch through it.

These gloves are especially "motivating" for the depressing task of cleaning the exhaust fan.

I'm glad that I can put my hand into the oil.

It seems that "cleaning around the ventilation fan" has become a target for media outlets to gain viewership.

Even in the Ebata family, my wife has acquired these know-hows and is 'passing them on to me'.

"No problem if my wife cleans the exhaust fan"

However, cleaning the exhaust fan has the advantage of exempting me from other cleaning tasks, so well, it's an exchange condition.

Also, for some reason, making New Year's cards is my job.

However, my daughters have already stopped making New Year's cards, and I have changed to a "ping server" approach, sending New Year's cards at the beginning of the year.

That is why I am forced to check my wife's friendships (within the scope of her New Year's cards) only once a year.