phhheeewww

who would have thought setting up a house would be so much hard work.... it's been a hectic hectic week. tiring, but that sort of sweet tiredness you get when u've been on your feet the whole day, but doing something you love, mmm, just like shopping! u come back home, your arms aching with bags n bags full of goodies, and your feeting just killing you, you curse yourself for wearing those miserable fancy shoes the whole day (who's looking at you anyway!), kick them off into a corner and flop down on the bed like a sack of soggy potatoes. but then your excitement seems to stir a hornet's nest in your head, like a whiff of cool air on a suffocating sultry day, and you start to tear open your packets and packages. two minutes later you're strutting your poor tired feet around the room in that new pair of heels you picked up, admiring your new low waist jeans you'd been eyeing for weeks, and pat yourself on the back for picking up this gorgeous looking top for a bargain. where's the tiredness gone then? well, it's something like that, when your setting up your new house, your very first one, your very own little place. first there's the cleaning, and when your a cleanliness freak like me, it can take days to scrub the previous occupants out of the walls and doors, the windows and tiles, the light fittings and shelves. there's the insect elimination - it's fascinating in an annoying kind of a way, how these hardy little, disgusting ugly roaches manage to survive the HIT, laxman rekha, naphthelene balls and boric acid! then packing and shifting, and unpacking and sorting. the countless people to run after - the carpenter for the locks, the shelves and the hooks, the electirician to fix the lights and fans, the artist to paint your name on the front door, the stores to issue you furniture and a new mirror cos the old one's so cracked and stained, your face looks like a rotting aubergine in it. and then the bit which is supposed to be the most fun - the shopping! well, it's difficult in a place that's so hot, that if you go out, your skin threatens to melt and your sweat glands go into overdrive. and there's no such thing as a departmental store, you have to do your research before investing money in anything worthwhile. yup, you can always manage to get the brands in the end, but only after you've checked out at least a dozen different small shops. oh, but after a hard day of cleaning, packing, shifting and researching, it's a soothing satisfaction, a sweet tiredness in the bones, that's puts you to sleep on the brand new matresses and the just-out-of- the-packet bedsheets that still smell of newness!