Of Nightmares and Dreams with Reality...

I have been walking through the automactic sliding doors and open concept doors of Ikea, V.Hive and Courts, every single day since last Sunday. And I had my girlfriend with me for company.

I've seen different kinds of bedroom wardrobes, corner wardrobes, bed frames, matteresses, computer tables, sofas, chairs and tv racks. I've checked on their prices and instalment plans, if any. Girlfriend really made herself very useful in this area by taking measurements, recording the prices and talking to the sales assistants.

I would have to think properly and very carefully what can I do with and do without. What can I do to enhance my bedroom and make it look spacious enough, yet have more than enough space for me to place very nicely, 2 wardrobes full of clothes into 1 wardrobe.

I have to think with the help of my partner, where should my bed be, where is my wardrobe gonna face, is it possible to also fit a corner wardrobe in there, should there be a mirror fixed on into the wardrobe, is a chest of drawers gonna be alright if I do not have the mirror in the wardrobe and if I didn't have the corner wardrobe, where shoud my tv rack / self be positioned, am i gonna have some shelves above my bed frame, could it still be possible to squeeze a little sofa somewhere in that tiny room, would this colour of this piece of furniture gonna go well and blend in with the concept I have in my mind, what colour of my wall should I have it painted in.

I have to think and calculate and still be able to get by, scrimping and saving on clothes and food delicacies, leaving just enough for me to have my meals and transport, after having deducting for renovation loan, utility bills, insurance premiums, cell phone bills, blah blah blah...

And for all the above, I have been having sleepless and disrupted sleep. I dream and have nightmares of the furniture, kitchen applicances, toilet fixtures and of course not forgetting the MOST important thing - MONEY, floating and flying around....

Such an exciting life huh.. Who ever said that shifting house was good???

Thank you, Girlfriend... For standing by me..