Moving OUT
POSTED AT 11:24 AM in My Life and what's left of it...

Yeah, I know it looks a little much messy than I thought it would be, LOL! I started packing my things on the 9^th of October (guess that’s obvious on the photo’s date). That was the day after the boarding house’ landlord made a complete fool of himself in front of the house’ tenants as well as of the customers in the eatery downstairs.  Well, he just got drunk actually and started to shout out loud (actually, that’s his normal talking voice) and insult one of the helpers. Then he threatened everybody that he’s the boss in the house and no one is better than him (yeah, as if we tenants care). So, the next morning, I decided to leave. I can’t stand the guy (aside from the so many reasons that I posted here).

All in all, I had to move out 2 big boxes, 3 luggage, my electric deskfan, my rice cooker, and my bundled sleeping bag, pillows and blanket. There’s no way I can squeeze all of those in a tricycle so, I had no choice but to hire a multi-cab and pay the driver PHP200 (whew! This cost me, huh!). Well, it was ok, the driver was the one who carried all my things (he can’t expect me to, I’m all bloated like a helpless dolphin).

It was a very very very tiring day. Yeah, that’s three times the exhaustion of my normal draining activities even though I didn’t carry the boxes to my new nest. Why not? Little Nicholas is not so little anymore, he’s very big already (that I find it difficult to breathe) and was always stirring in my tummy as if he can see Mommy is so exhausted in packing the things, bending there and then, as if he wanted to help and make things easier for me.

However, the fatigue and the expense of that day were all worth it. Goodbye dreadful house, hello heavenly haven…

Feeling: accomplished

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