A bit of a hoarder..

I am disgusted with the amount of rubbish that I own and the
pile of clothes that I am giving away. I hope I can remember this so that I can stop myself from buying nonsense!!!

house diary #30

dear citimap, where the hell are my boxes?!!!!

Bye bye!!

I won’t miss you, mess! Sayonara!!

house diary #29

Decided to use citimap over an unknown moving company (headed by a chinese man). although citimap is more expensive but they give me more credibility, more free boxes, more men to move our stuff and they can help us move on 2 January. *clap* *clap* *clap*

after a run..

waiting for my ‘qing teng’ to be served by Al 🙂

Dumping ground..

yep, this is how bad it is now.. once someone moved house, especially the lift landing area, staircases and rubbish chutes, they will be scattered with unwanted furnitures. and the unwanted items would be further ransacked by those ‘karung guni’ men..

i cant stand the messiness anymore.. seriously need to move.

expected to move on 2 or 3 january 2012. no later than that.

house diary #28

Cleaning up tomorrow. Painting on thursday. Plumbing works either thursday or friday. plus rework of the tv console and kitchen rack, we should be able to move this weekend!?

Yesterday’s dinner

we went to paradise pavillion at marina bay link mall suggested by my kiddo brother and i must say the food is really good especially the duck and char siew ba.. and i rated them a 9/10 for their service level for being so attentive and helpful.   we would certainly be back to try to their dim sum since papa loves them.

Here are some photos of the lovely food for the night..

house diary #27

brother asked us a question when he visited our new place… “why are all your lights are different in every room?”

yep, he is almost right.. except for the 2 toilets which have similar lightings, the rest are different.  and we still have 4 more lights not up yet.  cant wait to see the house fully lighted up 🙂

Friendly??

But she seems more weird than friendly. I helped this lady who apparently is my neighbour to help her look for her grandma. I had to walk her to the new coffee shop and the hair salon and then to the carpark where I spotted her grandma (she told me that her grandma is wearing red). She was so happy that she forgot to thank me.  Hmmm.. this worries me a little.  Wonder if she will come knocking on my door next time when her grandma went ‘missing’…