Thursday, January 23, 2003

I am moving house next month. My roomie's getting married. And I'm bored of maintenance. Like, really BORED. So moving into this paying guest accomodation near office. Huge row-house and everything else thrown in for good measure. Kitchenette, writing space, furniture and A DOG. I am so looking forward to it. The dog part that is. My parents live in this villa-like place with lawns all over and space and light and the works. And we've never had a dog, because my mum doesn't fancy taking care of one. And when I moved out of home seven years back to college and then work, I knew I definitely wouldn't be able to ever have a dog on my own. Too little space and way too little time. It's kind of an unexpected surprise right now. So in a month's time, I am going to have a pet.

I'm sure I'll hate giving up the flat. It's been my place. I hunted it down, furnished it, maintained it, cleaned it, loved it and held onto it for so long. It was so MY place. It's a beautiful looking thing by the way. Fifth floor, French windows and lovely view.

I guess it makes a lot of sense to move though, everything in life being currently so transitory. Today's a lazy day again, I hope my projects get going soon. I need enough distractions.

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