A New Adventure

For the past week, boxes have been lining the entrance of our apartment. We were busy packing, again. I dread moving.

It is hell lot of work and it is draining, both physically and mentally. Every item that goes inside the box has to go through the mental sieve

‘Do I need this ?’
‘Will I use this ?’
‘Is this out of fashion ?’
‘Is it worth shipping back ?’

By the end of each box, I am exhausted, both mentally and physically.

And frankly speaking, I have my husband’s constant nagging and reminding to thank.

Instead of amassing material wealth, for the last 1 year, I have spent a great deal of time reflecting and feeding my inner soul. The latter is truly liberating yet when I arrived at no answer nor solution, which happens very often, I look back at the immediate gratification that swiping cards could bring. I concur that ignorance is indeed a bliss.

And because I shop less, I end up buying less and becasue I buy less, I have less to pack now and thus less to ship home.

We are almost through with the packing. But it doesn’t end here. I have more on my plate.

Malcolm, myself and the little bulge in my tummy will be flying home this weekend.
I have 1 month to sort out the domestic and settle down before my husband joins us. From looking for a place to stay, to hunting for a family car, sourcing for funiture and finding a school for Malcolm.
It sounds like a nightmare already but surprisingly, I am really looking forward to what lies ahead.
I am excited about the fact that many things are unknown and many decisions are waiting to be made.
It is liike a brand new beginning, an adventure to an unknown land.

My optimism does puzzle me
I suspect it is the hormones again
or maybe it is the support and help that I am getting from family and friends back home,
or that I will be dressing up a new home again, satisfying the nestling instinct of a pregnant woman
or the mere thought of driving a car, AGAIN. (yes, I MISS driving)
or perhaps it was all because of the card swiping at Champs Elysees yesterday

Whatever it is, Bring’em On, Life !

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7 comments

  1. Jessica Yap says:

    You are a veteran when it comes to packing! Sounds like you are experienced and doing fine. hey.. get home and have a big bowl of wantan mee for me!! Great to know that you are in good spirits. Keep that up! Our love and hugs.

    Rachel : hey jess, Ive just add that to my checklist 😉

  2. Angeline says:

    I think its EVERYTHING, that’s coming ahead, that’s motivating you to keep packing and going “one more box, one more…”

    but I can imagine your exhaustion especially when a good percentage of your energy has been given to the little one growing in you….

    still, welcome home!

  3. pc says:

    welcome home. well, you are home by now:).

    enjoying this piece of notes of yours again. love your new beginning, your optimism.

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