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Sunday, March 8, 2009

Dearly Departed

The move is completed. As of Saturday, 07.03.2009, I am back at my mum's.

I am not rejoicing at the fact that I no longer have to wake up at 5.30am to cook the day's meal. Nor am I exhilarated that office is just 2 bus - stops away. In reality, I am feeling very much dispirited. May 2008, it was just a bare unit called a house. Which we painstakingly decorated and colour co-ordinated and quarelled over petty decisions. I had to ensure that my cutleries matched my interiors and that the 3 main colours were down to black, white and beige. I had to insist that the wardrobes in the bedrooms were also of those colours - no others accepted. After all that meticulous planning, that house was finally called a home of my own. But in less than 6months, we had to leave the keys in the hands of a complete stranger with that glimmer of hope that he will take care of the house as though it was his own.

My fault to begin with, no one else to blame.

Till we meet again, 6 months from now.


A wife. A mother.This site is best viewed when you dont hate me. My Great Escapes : Emily Eyenie Fad Fasya Jehan Hawa Zai Zaila March 2009 May 2009 June 2009 August 2009 December 2009 Bituwin - template Dementee - image	Sunday, March 8, 2009 Dearly Departed The move is completed. As of Saturday, 07.03.2009, I am back at my mum's. I am not rejoicing at the fact that I no longer have to wake up at 5.30am to cook the day's meal. Nor am I exhilarated that office is just 2 bus - stops away. In reality, I am feeling very much dispirited. May 2008, it was just a bare unit called a house. Which we painstakingly decorated and colour co-ordinated and quarelled over petty decisions. I had to ensure that my cutleries matched my interiors and that the 3 main colours were down to black, white and beige. I had to insist that the wardrobes in the bedrooms were also of those colours - no others accepted. After all that meticulous planning, that house was finally called a home of my own. But in less than 6months, we had to leave the keys in the hands of a complete stranger with that glimmer of hope that he will take care of the house as though it was his own. My fault to begin with, no one else to blame. *Till we meet again, 6 months from now.* 11:18 PM ·