If I don't do it now, I will practically never, so here are smudges of the recent past -- none of which, for now at least, will be celebrated in all its own glory of a dedicated blog entry. For I am of little time and even less strength.
So. I promised to put up photos of a night a Blvd. Those involved have since moved on to fresher scenes, with newer photos all up and out, I might add. But a promise's a promise, and Liz -- I remember! I just need time. Somehow. Meh.
Then there are pics of steamboat night at the Angs'.
And with girls at work.
But you know me and photos at the moment.
Also, we have found house, bought it, packed old place, moved to new place, cleaned old place, and am now amid So. Much. Mess. All done with no leave from work, and with T's exams round the corner, too. We amaze me, yes we do. We had our share of hiccups and a bit, and there is never-ending disagreements and emotion about one man's treasure being another man's junk, spending habits, definitions and levels of what constitutes realistic targets etc etc. I can tell you, though, I am in heaven to be out of what T insists on calling Heng Palace. I have other choice names for that hole, but I won't say what here.
The family arrives in a week. My holiday planning is still in progress, and I'm yet to solve the potentially biggest issue: finding accommodation. All right -- accommodation I am happy with. Just because it's little old Mornington does not mean I am willing to pay to stay in some place that looks like it's from I don't know... the set of Kath & Kim? Bleh. And because I like to challenge myself, I'm trying to book for over the Cup weekend. Splendid, don't you think?
I hate being disorganized, but I can't do half-baked. I need a whole multi-layered, concurrently running system within system within system deal, and that takes time. Without time, I refuse to operate in partial order and wing it with none at all. Because I want to get it all right the first time. Which shits me, but... So much to do, so little time!
Any combination of time, mental and physical alertness, and truckloads of money would help.
Saturday, October 27, 2007
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