Recovering from the move
The mover was supposed to come on Saturday at 5.00 p.m to move the rest of the stuffs. When I called at 4.30 p.m, they were still 50 miles away and was on their way to rush back. They said they were going to be late. Pengsan! I was going to meet the Malaccan super mummies at 6.30p.m. There was no way I was going to make it if I waited for the mover to arrive. So, I told the mover to reschedule it to Sunday. I am glad I did, else I wouldn’t be able to meet the super mummies.
I was so exhausted unpacking stuffs, reorganizing the closets, clearing the messes, no energy to blog about the meeting yet. I took a long nap this afternoon and sort of recovered from the exhaustion.
And, these are corners that still waiting to be cleared.
I brought back the metal cabinet to set up a home office.
Just in case you are curious why I am moving and where to. I am moving the stuffs back to our house. In the past two years, we (more like I have been, since hubby hasn’t been around for almost a year) have been staying on the second floor of the premises that housed the preschool. I am moving the stuffs back to our house that has been vacant and neglected for two years. I will be working from home mostly and teach part time at the ground floor of the same premises since we have sold the first floor.
