I've been asked many times when I'm moving in to my new place. Truthfully, I don't know...yet. But to satisfy your curiosity, this is what my almost-finished home looks like.
It's 99% complete. the contractor is touching up some minor defects. I'm planning to take a couple of days off work to clean up the house so that i can officially shift in soon.
We've to select a "good date" first and this has proven to be more tedious and time consuming than i expected but i'm gunning for late October. I've had a few brushes with the in-laws recently. signs of impetuosity are creeping in: I even slammed the door last Sunday and raised my voice (slightly) at FIL last night.
Yep. my patience is rapidly wearing thin. There's only so much i can tolerate. 5 years with the ILs are MORE than what I bargained for. Dammit, get me away from the mad house :(
“All things come to him who waits - provided he knows what he is waiting for.”
– Woodrow T. Wilson (28th president of USA)
Aaaahhhhhhhhhh yes, I *do* know what I'm waiting for and I'm rubbing my hands gleefully in anticipation of the elusive 7-letter f-word that's eluded me since my marital imprisonment. I would really appreciate claiming back my personal space. right now, my sanity's hanging on a silk thread.
Anyway, here's my personal favourite freedom quote:
"Freedom is not worth having if it does not include the freedom to make mistakes"
– Mahatma Gandhi
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