Hello from me at my, you know...

Yay! I survived!

It's really much nerve-wrecking than I had anticipated, but yet, I believe it could be worse.

The house moving, I mean.

The movers came a few days before and we discussed what we would be going to bring over. He estimated a short time would do the job with 4 guys' pairs of hands around. However! When the day came, the boxes of stuffs appeared like magic! And it didn't seem like it would end!

Since we are just from one street to another, we left it at that when the time was up and we would make several trips ourselves to settle the rest. Oh.My.God. I lost count how many trips we made for those 2 days, AND it's not even over yet at the time I'm blogging this!

Anyway...

I was numbed working like a robot, moving my hands quickly packing and unpacking all the boxes of stuffs that I didn't feel tired. Until. When I plopped onto my bed (which is still the old one), that I felt my whole body was aching and my mind was too active to be turned off. I took a long time to go to sleep and yet I had to wake up at 5.45am to get the kids to school. Those 2 days, I put the alarm 10 mins later so I could have another 10 mins sleep time. It was very painful!

Anyway..

I survived though I had scratches and bruises all over my limbs. Then I realized my jawline is full with pimples and I looked haggardly another 10 years older, I presume. *sob*

Anyway...

I totally love my new home! (except for the noise pollution *sob* I so miss the birds chirping music, and the vast area I have to clean now)

So not moving home for another 20 or 30 years, if possible.

Looking at where we are, I drifted back to where we started and the journey it had been.

From bunking together in a single bed *gasp*, we moved to a double bed in a rented apartment together with 2 other housemates in Penang. 2 years later, we made the big move to KL and stayed temporarily with my coursemates in Tmn Connaught. That was one tiny little room we had.

Later we went over to Puchong in a terrace house, then still not as developed as currently. We got married and when I realized I was pregnant, we had to split, he to Taiwan while I stayed on in KL. I moved to my brother's house then, which was not kinda what I expected, but then, I shouldn't have any expectations in the first place.

After delivery, I joined him in a rented apt in downtown Taipei with little baby korkor. Half a year later, we moved over to a suburb called Neihu. That place was pretty neat and cool. I had friends over for a visit and they liked the special design of the place as well.

We left Taiwan another half year later and he had a brief 5 months stay in China. I joined him for a month and we stayed in a hotel room only. I had to cook porridge for little korkor in a rice cooker, while we had most of our meals in the hotel room downstairs. That was because he was only working in the same hotel a few floors above. I would have thought it to be neat, until I find it annoying when he had to work till late night, leaving me alone with the baby most of the time. That was why I didn't stay longer and went back home to Ipoh to stay with my mom.

We then next made a move to Brunei, where we first stay in a studio apartment. There was a little kitchenette right beside a small dining area which was just partitioned off from the main of the room. Very small again. But kinda tolerable since he came home for lunch as it was just nearby, and would be home from work before 6pm. We had lots of family time then.

After some months, we moved to a 2 rooms apartment right in the middle of a popular area of Brunei called Gadong. It was good for me as I could take little korkor out for walks around the shops in the late afternoons.

Then I had our little didi, and I went back to Ipoh in the 7th month to deliver him there. Stayed in Ipoh in my slightly renovated inlaw's old house waiting for labor and then, for a month. As hubs still was offered to continue his work in Brunei, we packed our bags and babies to move back to Brunei again and he looked for a terrace house for us that time.

The house was further away from downtown, and away from the shops and stuffs. Anyway, I had 2 to keep my hands full, so, mainly, it was home most of the time. And needless to say, that 1+ year had been lots of family bonding time again, since his office was only 5 mins away. He would usually come home for lunch and stay for an episode of TVB drama then off to work again. He would be back home usually before 7. It was a very good time indeed, come to think of it.

Now, after all those years, we decided to balik kampung for good and packed our stuffs and bags for that. Never thought that with so little things I could and would have bought in Brunei, we still had 16 big boxes of stuffs to be shipped back. I was totally dumbfounded. I thought it would be 2 or so only.

So we looked around and saw some 100 places before deciding on the recent last home of ours to make a kill and make our home there. It was good in the beginning before everything in the house started to fall apart and the clutter just keeps growing with the 1family5mouths here.

And finally, here's where we are now.

I can say, it's like my dream home, though not exactly perfect yet.

The kitchen is how I like it to be.

The laundry is how I like it to be.

The study area is how I really like it to be.

And of course, the walk in closet too.

I definitely looking forward to having my breakfast, enjoying my cuppa quietly with my morning papers, at the balcony, overlooking the skyline.

I hate the washing up part though! ish! Nothing is perfect, huh?