Not My Father's Company

Curi curi blogging from our office in Singapore. Only been home spending the weekend yesterday, and now physically, but not spiritually more than 500km from home. At this point, as Jenjen pointed out, I started to hate travelling already, as I spent more time either in the airport or in a taxi/car more than on the land itself.

I am lucky in that Babai have always been understanding, knowing I was very tired and tried my very best to still performed at least some of the household chores. I do feel guilty walking about in the house and having black soles and underfeet :. Now we even consider getting a maid to help out if I couldn't cope anymore once we start our own little family. Hopefully I can still manage since we are going to move into our own little house soon, and the new house is more manageable than the current house.

I would love to talk about the new house, and what are the things that we already planned to do. Besides kitchen cabinet, we'll try our best not to put any permanent structure and fittings as the house definitely gonna be (God willing) our first house, and temporary fittings are preferable. Since we will only move in by end of July, I can only become imaginative and resist the urge to buy things, just in case it doesnt fit :D

My flight back is 7.10pm this evening. In the morning upon arrival, I was informed that the meeting which was supposed to start at 2pm has been delayed to 4.30pm, which left me only 1 hour to join in the meeting haha.. Apparently too, there'll be a presentation on the project this Wednesday, and our presence is still required, so I'm expecting to go fly down again.....

Who am I to complain kan? Not my father's company..