Getting my hands and on my knees today with allen keys, screw drivers and adjustable spanner. Only managed to get four chairs up today, amidst the final cleaning and shifting of furniture.
Also the late starting time of my day held up much progress. I crawled out of bed at 1030. A trip down to Punggol and back to my new premises eventually took another few hours. I started off only at 1530, with a mug of my kopi to drive my 'motors' until dinner time at 2030.
I did some touch-up painting; more painting; scrubbing down the toilet tiles; moping up the kitchen; cleaning up the brushes; clearing the unused paint and emulsions before finally settling down with my nuts and bolts.
My volunteer help was not available. Hence I have to live with what I have.
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Shifting house is not as easy as it looks.
Thankfully I am the only decision maker, but then the torrential amount of opinions and advice that come from all ranging from the uncle, mother, brother and whoever that is more 'old bird' can cause a P-4 processor to hang.
Looking from another perspective, it dawns on me why soon-to-married couples can bicker.
From the tiling to the house colours, the sofa sets to the little bedside stool, the kitchen cutlery to the water taps, the processor up in the little tiny head post-Darwin modern ape-man has plenty to filter through. Throw in the opposite sex, you would sometimes feel someone jammed up the circuitry somewhere somehow.
Perhaps feminists would call for boycott of my paper, for being so negative towards the opposite gender.
Then again, realisation is the crux. Bearing such possible conflicts in mind, I might be in a better position to have a say in future with my other half.
In case I see raised eyebrows over the last statement, the Editor is still up for grabs. *chuckles*
Coming up... Swimsuit Babes
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