Day N of Ex Flying Swallow - Two more bookcases and I am done. Forgive me what day of the Exercise; I have lost track amidst the moving of barang barang, running through my Task-to-Do list and what nots.
Today was also the latest that I stayed; perhaps the motion of fixing up furniture got the better of me or my hands to be exact. I gotten down to complete the wardrobe, the sofa, one comfortable chair, one coffee table (which dawned on me later it can serve as my TV rack - cost control in process and plenty of hassle to search for a nice one to compliment the whole deco of the house); one bedside table.
*Editor away for 5 mins - to soothe my aching hands*
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I am losing my touch, probably have not got down to do these hands-on tasks for a long time. While at work, I hold the pen more often I hold the screwdriver. Hence explains my aching hands.
Christmas is coming round the corner, even the Chinese stations are hyping up the issue. Of course the airwaves are filled with subtle messages of giving, giving.
But the irony is how much of these messages get drummed into our thick-skulled y-generation?
My friend cum house mover mentioned to me that some garment skoolah had the bright idea of planting the tallest Xmas tree on Mt Faber, a stone throw from where I live now.
No wonder, I was wondering to myself what bloody structure it was. How horrendous looking it was and not to mention, how much taxpayers money wasted on such sheer display where the money can be better used somewhere.
A close friend enquired about some orphanage I had visited in Thailand some years ago. I replied him and the memories of those kids came back to mind.
Reminds me that I am wayyyyy overdue to visit them, or I can do with short trip to one in Bangkok. I have to do some linking up here and there before I can sit down and plan the whole works again..
That will come after I finished with the house first. *chuckles*
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So much for this edition. Stay tuned for more.
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