Fatigue

Being so busy for the past few weeks, I've been really really tired. Getting ready to move, moving that co-incides with Granny's Departure and more moving and settling down, etc... these are all draining me. Sucked my energy dry till i've got no more left.

I've got 2 months to my driving exams, initially i thought i have alot of time, now i think i do not. But i can't get myself to work on that simply because i want one thing to finish nicely before i started on my new thing.

Look at my messy house...

I placed everything in this room on the day we moved in to facilitate movement cos we only have a bedroom, a living room and an extra room which is the one in the pic, in a huge mess! !@#$%^&!@#$$%^%$#@!

Initially, i placed things to the sides of the room so that nothing would be blocking the walking space. Now some things were needed to remove from their boxes, others still looking for space to put them, then the whole room got so messy. You can't step anywhere without having to twist and turn your body to look for the safest spot to take the next step.

The store seemed too small to be much inside. We've got alot of things, both of us come from big house(relatively) i'm from a 5-rm flat and him a jumbo. We used to be able to keep alot of things. I've been through a first level of dumping when i moved the first time from my maiden's to Hus'. I have to do that again from Hus' to ours. sigh...

I've got enough frustrations from trying to pack the house into a home, and hiccups like wrong purchase and hus removing the 2 box from his bike totally upset me. I tried to buy the right things but i keep getting the wrong ones. Hus, now that the house is already so messy, he decide to take off the box now and put them in our house. I wonder why he wants to keep the box when they're supposed to be placed on the bike, if he doesn't want to use it on the bike anymore, why dun give it away or sell it?

Now my house have 2 other ornaments.

2 ARAI helmets on the diner. Shitty decor.

I'm so Bl**** tired that i couldn't feel it's Friday. Every morning i get up to come to work, then go home to pack the house. The Un-cleanable house... I did my own shopping, carried my stuff back on my own. Then start to pack, skipping dinner and rest.

I get really discouraged by the never ending amount of work, the load haven decrease so far. Hus comes back from work everyday, lazing in front of the TV, blasting off the sound system irritating me. Sometimes, i wished he can try in some ways, but I'm also scared that he'll just start stuffing things everywhere just to get them out of sight. He seems to have no concept of little use, or frequently use. Everything goes into the same place, just to get things going.

Having said that, he had been nice to mop the floor whenever he felt that it's dirty, I couldn't get myself to do that because i dun believe in mopping one place and not the other. The Study/Bedroom 2 is "un-moppable" without a doubt.

I'm just so tired, i feel as if i could just drop dead sometimes. During these times, i feel inadequate, and wasting alot of time. I made a lot more trips to buy things because i'm doing it alone, shopping with Hus makes me buy little things as he usually wants to make shopping trips a really short one. To reduce the chances of buying the wrong things in haste, i bought little things. When i go alone, I could only buy to a certain amount of load since i've only a pair of hands; hence i had to make many trips.

This period of time had made me miss Daddy alot. I feel like crying and telling him, i can't finish all these in time, like when i couldn't finish my art pieces for submission when i was really young then he'll stay up to accompany me to completion. Whereas now, if i stay up to finish, Hus would just sleep. And if i do that, i wouldn't be able to work as usual the next morning.