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Showing posts with label cohabitation. Show all posts
Showing posts with label cohabitation. Show all posts
Friday, June 24, 2011
Home alone
I've been so used to coming home.with j around that last night felt really odd. And eerie, especially after watching that Korean scary drama.
Thursday, June 09, 2011
Today I feel especially loved
'There's pasta in the fridge for you to take to work'
And it immediately made my day a whole lot better.
The days of working past 10pm each day has returned (never really stopped). And I would usually come home with jason watching TV and just relaxing.
I feel guilty all the time, that he does the cooking and housekeeping. I would really like to help, but I'm just too exhausted by the end of the day.
Endure, PC. There's an angel by your side, treasure that and make each day matter.
And it immediately made my day a whole lot better.
The days of working past 10pm each day has returned (never really stopped). And I would usually come home with jason watching TV and just relaxing.
I feel guilty all the time, that he does the cooking and housekeeping. I would really like to help, but I'm just too exhausted by the end of the day.
Endure, PC. There's an angel by your side, treasure that and make each day matter.
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Saturday, April 30, 2011
The epic move 2011
Throughout my growing days in singapore, I have only moved once (in 20+ years).
I grew up in this neighborhood in outram, not far from Chinatown. Then my family moved to clementi (when I was 16?) And we stayed there since, though I did spend a fantastic 3 years in NTU dorm with Mich, only going back home during weekends.
For clementi, I wasn't involved in the renovation decisions, nor the cleaning up. All I could remember doing was to pick the lamp shade.
I don't even remember if I moved my clothes. My mum has this rule about throwing away 'useless' items - I.e. excessive clothes, accessories, shoes, cards, mails. Thus, I don't own my old school uniforms any more. My mum keeps all our photo albums though - back in those days when you still need to develop pictures.
The move was completely effortless, from what I remember.
Since 2008, I have moved 5 times - in 3 years; the recent move had to be the most challenging.
Uprooting myself from singapore to hk was not too difficult since I was allowed to have a shipload of belongings to be moved to hk - I couldn't be happier! The unhappy part of it was how to fit all my stuff in the tiny apartments I rented. It didn't help that I had to expand my wardrobe to include winter stuff.
Space is so very precious in hk. It is even more precious and delicate when you stay with someone else.
The 6 month cohabitation with j (sep-mid mar 2011) proved so, and even more so when we moved to stay with his parent's for 2 months.
Now, we have finally moved in to the new flat (thank god!)- the project which we had been working on since last Dec, the epic move.
While we still have furniture and some other household items to shop for, the flat is ready for living in. :)
Every corner I turn, I see j's contribution as well as mine (his industrial kitchen look and my aqua bathroom worked beautifully). While the works could have been done better, this is the closest to perfection we can achieve.
Let's hope we won't have to make another move too soon and get to enjoy the fruits of our labour a little longer....
I grew up in this neighborhood in outram, not far from Chinatown. Then my family moved to clementi (when I was 16?) And we stayed there since, though I did spend a fantastic 3 years in NTU dorm with Mich, only going back home during weekends.
For clementi, I wasn't involved in the renovation decisions, nor the cleaning up. All I could remember doing was to pick the lamp shade.
I don't even remember if I moved my clothes. My mum has this rule about throwing away 'useless' items - I.e. excessive clothes, accessories, shoes, cards, mails. Thus, I don't own my old school uniforms any more. My mum keeps all our photo albums though - back in those days when you still need to develop pictures.
The move was completely effortless, from what I remember.
Since 2008, I have moved 5 times - in 3 years; the recent move had to be the most challenging.
Uprooting myself from singapore to hk was not too difficult since I was allowed to have a shipload of belongings to be moved to hk - I couldn't be happier! The unhappy part of it was how to fit all my stuff in the tiny apartments I rented. It didn't help that I had to expand my wardrobe to include winter stuff.
Space is so very precious in hk. It is even more precious and delicate when you stay with someone else.
The 6 month cohabitation with j (sep-mid mar 2011) proved so, and even more so when we moved to stay with his parent's for 2 months.
Now, we have finally moved in to the new flat (thank god!)- the project which we had been working on since last Dec, the epic move.
While we still have furniture and some other household items to shop for, the flat is ready for living in. :)
Every corner I turn, I see j's contribution as well as mine (his industrial kitchen look and my aqua bathroom worked beautifully). While the works could have been done better, this is the closest to perfection we can achieve.
Let's hope we won't have to make another move too soon and get to enjoy the fruits of our labour a little longer....
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Wednesday, March 23, 2011
The 7 days when j was gone
J is finally back from New York and that also meant my solo habitation with his parents ends.
While I'm extremely glad that he is back, it's not to say I had a bad time at home. In fact, his mum has been too kind - checking on me to see if I'd be home for dinner, and if not, she'll never forget to leave soup for me.
And what touched me the most was when I told her about my admission to HKUST and my reluctance to take it knowing that j may be posted to new York, she told me to think twice and not to give up this opportunity.
I was surprised she hadn't gone in the other direction and told me to follow Jason, education can wait. So that felt nice.
Outside of home, I had a terrible week at work. In fact most weeks at work are no good, too intense.
Work aside, I had a surprise from nespresso - again! They delivered 400 capsules to my office in 2 cartons! And j didn't order them. I am really puzzled why they keep sending me stuff, but since they come free I can't complain!
I also had a wwonderful weekend - one without having to worry about the renovation at all and I went out to have dinner / drinks / party / high tea with friends I haven't been spending time with. And I got a hair perm. :) by 2 cute stylists.
While I'm extremely glad that he is back, it's not to say I had a bad time at home. In fact, his mum has been too kind - checking on me to see if I'd be home for dinner, and if not, she'll never forget to leave soup for me.
And what touched me the most was when I told her about my admission to HKUST and my reluctance to take it knowing that j may be posted to new York, she told me to think twice and not to give up this opportunity.
I was surprised she hadn't gone in the other direction and told me to follow Jason, education can wait. So that felt nice.
Outside of home, I had a terrible week at work. In fact most weeks at work are no good, too intense.
Work aside, I had a surprise from nespresso - again! They delivered 400 capsules to my office in 2 cartons! And j didn't order them. I am really puzzled why they keep sending me stuff, but since they come free I can't complain!
I also had a wwonderful weekend - one without having to worry about the renovation at all and I went out to have dinner / drinks / party / high tea with friends I haven't been spending time with. And I got a hair perm. :) by 2 cute stylists.
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Tuesday, March 08, 2011
Under one roof
I was especially iffy on Sunday, completely irrational and totally irritable.
To the insensitive eye, I'm moody - fullstop.
In actuality, I'm dreading to leave our nest and move in to the parent's nest. And having someone pack your stuff is a disaster - I can never find my things (my acceptance letter from hkust is misplaced, among all things).
My tolerance level is a minimum.
Doesn't help that my boy doesn't pay attention to details. He had packed my only decent looking pyjamus away, and told me to wear my nightie - what?! And he had planned for me to stay in his brother's room, on his brother's bed - completely ignoring how comfortable or uncomfortable I feel about that.
And next week he will be gone to new York (possibly extending his trip to drop by Toronto?!!) - leaving me home alone with his parents.
On the renovation end, the project manager seems to think that everything is on schedule - clearly not supported by the state of progress at the flat.
My goodness.
To the insensitive eye, I'm moody - fullstop.
In actuality, I'm dreading to leave our nest and move in to the parent's nest. And having someone pack your stuff is a disaster - I can never find my things (my acceptance letter from hkust is misplaced, among all things).
My tolerance level is a minimum.
Doesn't help that my boy doesn't pay attention to details. He had packed my only decent looking pyjamus away, and told me to wear my nightie - what?! And he had planned for me to stay in his brother's room, on his brother's bed - completely ignoring how comfortable or uncomfortable I feel about that.
And next week he will be gone to new York (possibly extending his trip to drop by Toronto?!!) - leaving me home alone with his parents.
On the renovation end, the project manager seems to think that everything is on schedule - clearly not supported by the state of progress at the flat.
My goodness.
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Saturday, February 19, 2011
What a night
There was so much shit to clear for the past 2 hours. What a night
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Monday, December 13, 2010
Shopping of a different kind
Sg friends visited. Hku MBA talk. And a lot more talk and shop on the house renovation stuff.
The renovation planning and works is a nightmare. The next 4 months will be a challenge to go through.
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Monday, December 06, 2010
Question of the day, and everyday
What's for dinner?
It has come to my attention that this question is more difficult to answer than most of the business issues I encounter on a daily basis.
A typical exchange with jason at the end of the day.
Pc: are u off work?
J: yes. On way home
Pc: are we going to have dinner together?
J: yes we can
Depending on who responds faster and hits the ball across the court: What do u feel like? / what shall we have for dinner?
......
I do have an answer to that on days when I have a severe craving.
So on those days I say:
How about Indian/ Korean/ Japanese/ Chinese/ Western?
And j says: hmm... my stomach doesn't feel quite right today / I had that yesterday / recently / Any polite form of rejection
What other would u like?
Pc: ......
Or at times when I don't have a particular craving... I say : hmm... anything will do.
J goes: what's anything?
Pc and j both: .....
Or when we both have zilch idea and one decides to bravely suggest something despite fear of rejection.
I go: how about that Japanese place round the corner which is always crowded and with long queue?
J says: ok. Let's do that!
Finally an agreement! And then that restaurant is closed. And we end up walking around the neighborhood aimlessly.
Bugger.
Why do we need to have dinner.
It has come to my attention that this question is more difficult to answer than most of the business issues I encounter on a daily basis.
A typical exchange with jason at the end of the day.
Pc: are u off work?
J: yes. On way home
Pc: are we going to have dinner together?
J: yes we can
Depending on who responds faster and hits the ball across the court: What do u feel like? / what shall we have for dinner?
......
I do have an answer to that on days when I have a severe craving.
So on those days I say:
How about Indian/ Korean/ Japanese/ Chinese/ Western?
And j says: hmm... my stomach doesn't feel quite right today / I had that yesterday / recently / Any polite form of rejection
What other would u like?
Pc: ......
Or at times when I don't have a particular craving... I say : hmm... anything will do.
J goes: what's anything?
Pc and j both: .....
Or when we both have zilch idea and one decides to bravely suggest something despite fear of rejection.
I go: how about that Japanese place round the corner which is always crowded and with long queue?
J says: ok. Let's do that!
Finally an agreement! And then that restaurant is closed. And we end up walking around the neighborhood aimlessly.
Bugger.
Why do we need to have dinner.
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Sunday, December 05, 2010
Home alone
In another 1.5 hours time, jason will be done with his CFA level1 papers.
The house is quiet now. Jason's cfa books still on the table, with his eraser left over rubbish (what are these things called exactly??).
I'm just done with one week's worth of laundry. The thing about hk housing is - there is just no space to hang your clothes. Everyone hangs their laundry in-house, or go to the Laundromat to get it done. My bye bye arms are becoming flabbier now without the weekly hanging out of clothes using bamboo poles.
Anyway I digressed.
So, jason will be a free man from 5pm onwards. We can finally enjoy weekends going for nice brunch, tea/coffee, catching movies on the big screen and just... start dating again.
We've got a short window period before both of us start to bury our heads in books, or start to brainstorm and agree on the look and feel of our future home.
Today I'm just going to enjoy the peace and quiet of being at home, alone. :)
The house is quiet now. Jason's cfa books still on the table, with his eraser left over rubbish (what are these things called exactly??).
I'm just done with one week's worth of laundry. The thing about hk housing is - there is just no space to hang your clothes. Everyone hangs their laundry in-house, or go to the Laundromat to get it done. My bye bye arms are becoming flabbier now without the weekly hanging out of clothes using bamboo poles.
Anyway I digressed.
So, jason will be a free man from 5pm onwards. We can finally enjoy weekends going for nice brunch, tea/coffee, catching movies on the big screen and just... start dating again.
We've got a short window period before both of us start to bury our heads in books, or start to brainstorm and agree on the look and feel of our future home.
Today I'm just going to enjoy the peace and quiet of being at home, alone. :)
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Friday, December 03, 2010
Easily sold
I spent the past hour folding clothes and changing the bed sheets, with eyes half closed, while jason buried his head under the cfa textbooks.
He dropped in when I was halfway through folding the clothes and commented that he would be very surprised if I told him I've done housework before - cos apparently I don't fold the t-shirts right.
I told him if he wants someone who knows how to do good housework, then go get a housemaid, not a gf.
When I'm finally done with the bedsheets, he came over and said, "I really appreciate you doing this".
Now, aint that all worth it. :)
He dropped in when I was halfway through folding the clothes and commented that he would be very surprised if I told him I've done housework before - cos apparently I don't fold the t-shirts right.
I told him if he wants someone who knows how to do good housework, then go get a housemaid, not a gf.
When I'm finally done with the bedsheets, he came over and said, "I really appreciate you doing this".
Now, aint that all worth it. :)
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Saturday, November 27, 2010
Back to school
I woke up at 9am, despite having slept at 3am, to get ready to head to hkust for the MBA program introduction.
The hkust campus is 75min away from Kennedy town, near Sai Kung. Since I was early, I decided to take the mini bus to the campus instead of jumping into a cab after reaching the nearest mtr station.
The line was full of students. You can distinguish them from the jeans and sneakers attire, with laptop and notes in hand. I felt old.
The introduction to the program started with the question of why take an MBA, followed by a list of quantifiable reasons of why choose hkust, and a sharing session of personal experience from recent graduates. I am inspired.
It's a good feeling. :)
(Before I left home this morning, I sprayed some perfume as I always do. And j asks, why are you spraying that, you are just going to school.)
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Friday, November 26, 2010
Happy thanksgiving!
But since j had spent more than enough time in Toronto to consider himself somewhat Canadian / American, he suggested that we throw a Thanksgiving dinner at home - just so we can order the 12 lbs Turkey, and he gets to slice it.
I get to play host and bought some lilies to cheer up the place. Along. With these funky cups! Pick your nose.
And we practically sanitized our entire place, with dettol and bleach - clean up before the party.
We're having his friends over tonight - this group is the equivalent of my sweeties in sg - who identify themselves as in some kind of fellowship.
I wish I can have my sweeties all at my place sometime too.
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Thursday, November 25, 2010
I had no trouble sleeping last night. I went to bed first while j was still studying; I didn't even know when he climbed in bed.
Perhaps I wasn't sleeping well the night before- when I browsed the websites of 2 uni in hk to check out their MBA program. I signed myself up for an admission seminar this sat, a sort of meet and find out more from the school and its alumni.
My brief discussion over dinner with j on this matter kinda concluded with this statement: I think its good, and I would like to do it myself, but I don't want to be your classmate. Plus, it only costs 11k a month (over a period of 2years).
He has a point there.
I've been paying the same amount for the past 2 years on rent. Mich says this the price for freedom. Now I think I'm ready to pay for wisdom and I want to get down to exploring it.
Lets see how this sat goes. :)
Perhaps I wasn't sleeping well the night before- when I browsed the websites of 2 uni in hk to check out their MBA program. I signed myself up for an admission seminar this sat, a sort of meet and find out more from the school and its alumni.
My brief discussion over dinner with j on this matter kinda concluded with this statement: I think its good, and I would like to do it myself, but I don't want to be your classmate. Plus, it only costs 11k a month (over a period of 2years).
He has a point there.
I've been paying the same amount for the past 2 years on rent. Mich says this the price for freedom. Now I think I'm ready to pay for wisdom and I want to get down to exploring it.
Lets see how this sat goes. :)
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Wednesday, November 24, 2010
Shock of my life
I had the shock of my life this morning.
You see, we don't have a power socket in the bathroom (for safety reasons) and whenever I need to blow dry my hair, I plug in the dryer from the room across the bathroom and do it since the wire is long enough.
I do this every morning.
This morning, I saw in the mirror a hand reaching from behind me. I FREAKING YELLED MY LUNGS OUT! And jumped out of the bathroom, still screaming AHHHHHH! and saw jason with this equally shocked look on his face - somewhat trembling.
I don't know if I should be relieved or angry or what! I broke into tears, trembling myself. We hugged, he explained that he had called out to me to tell me he needed to use the bathroom, but I obviously couldn't hear him with a blower next to my ears.
The image of the hand reaching out to me from the mirror is chilling. It's exactly how horror movies are. No body, just the hand that wants to reach you from behind and touch your head or strangle you.
I had thought j was still sleeping since he's going to take a SSL today.
Geez. The dangers of staying together. I told j this is not funny. But the look on his face (why is she so crazy?!?! + im really scared kinda look) is priceless indeed.
You see, we don't have a power socket in the bathroom (for safety reasons) and whenever I need to blow dry my hair, I plug in the dryer from the room across the bathroom and do it since the wire is long enough.
I do this every morning.
This morning, I saw in the mirror a hand reaching from behind me. I FREAKING YELLED MY LUNGS OUT! And jumped out of the bathroom, still screaming AHHHHHH! and saw jason with this equally shocked look on his face - somewhat trembling.
I don't know if I should be relieved or angry or what! I broke into tears, trembling myself. We hugged, he explained that he had called out to me to tell me he needed to use the bathroom, but I obviously couldn't hear him with a blower next to my ears.
The image of the hand reaching out to me from the mirror is chilling. It's exactly how horror movies are. No body, just the hand that wants to reach you from behind and touch your head or strangle you.
I had thought j was still sleeping since he's going to take a SSL today.
Geez. The dangers of staying together. I told j this is not funny. But the look on his face (why is she so crazy?!?! + im really scared kinda look) is priceless indeed.
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