Change is good


I’ve officially moved! I have not officially unpacked.

Over the weekend we moved into a new apartment. We were looking for a house but after a pretty extensive search and much indecisiveness we decided to try living in a high rise and maybe continue the search next year. Change is good, and this place caters to where we are now. More sunlight, a more open floor plan but! we’ve downsized to a one bedroom with a den. We got rid of a lot of furniture and now we have to look for replacements but moreso storage options since we do not have a full room’s space to deal with. Here is a glimpse of our new view:

 

I’m very happy. We need curtains because it is too bright in the morning (I’ve been up around 7.30am and I normally sleep til 8/9) and I’ve been working extremely hard and til late trying to empty boxes and make in here decent by the weekend. I can’t deal with this clutter, I like organized clutter :). I’ll be back to posting soon but I just wanted to share what was going on. Have you been watching the Olympics? I’ve been sneaking in some while unpacking.

On a lighter note, I LOVE this commercial! Simply because it shows true human nature. Some of those things I see happening to me but fortunately none of them have. Enjoy!

xx

Observations, QOtD


I’ve become more open. I talk more. I never used to. People took it for rudeness, or just being shy but I’m very introverted. Hence my love for writing. I’ve always had a handful of friends that I consider to be close. Never one to have a million friends around me all the time. I don’t do that. But more than anything I would be quiet, observe your behavior and then see if you were someone I’d want to befriend. If you made me feel like I could be myself. If you made me comfortable that anything I said was safe, nothing was off limits and yet you wouldn’t take my kindness for weakness. Silence meant observation. You could say I’m judgmental. I wouldn’t. I would say I don’t want to waste my energy on people I don’t think deserve it. To each his own.

I didn’t plan on writing a post but when I saw this quote of the day in my inbox it just really hit home for me. I didn’t talk and people found that intriguing. They knew I had a lot going on in my head but the fact that I didn’t say it, captivated them more and made them wonder what I was thinking. It’s funny, my husband’s family are always very curious when I don’t give my two cents on a topic or even when I am quiet. Sometimes, I don’t think my two cents is worth sharing. Sometimes, I think as an outsider my input shouldn’t count and it’s better left unsaid. Sometimes, I think I prefer if my thoughts stay with me as it may not be the time to express them. Timing is everything. For me at least. I don’t like when people talk too much, I get this sense of them just wanting to be heard, therefore, you are not thinking about what you really want to say and by doing so, you are just spewing BS.

Take the time today to be silent, and observe what is being said around you. What makes sense and who is just talking to be heard. Silence is golden. Listen to those who speak from the heart not the head, it means there is passion and belief.

Taken from Real Simple

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

On another note, I want to ask everyone to pray for those who died and were injured in the shooting last night in the theatre in Aurora, Colorado. I don’t remember the last time I wanted to book a ticket and fly home the same time. It’s truly sad what happened and I hope and pray that this was a one off thing. Every day we hear of people being killed and abused and it just doesn’t sit well with me. Yes there will be inequality, there will be abuse and there will be people who just seek to cause harm to others, but we need to be more vigilant and help those that need it if we see that something isn’t right. Life is too short. Let those you love know you love them and treat everyone the way you would want to be treated. Have a safe weekend.

Lots of love.

xx

Marriage & Success


In marriage, the little things that seem insignificant, count.

Some people define a successful union by the material things that the couple has managed to accumulate. They’re wrong. Money doesn’t buy happiness. It can’t. It can buy a thrill for the moment but what happens after?

As you may be aware of by now, I’m a housewife. My husband brings home the bacon (but I actually buy it). My mornings consist of getting ready to take him to work and run errands and doing breakfast (most days) and if I’m not having a lazy day, a little tidying up before we leave. But what really puts the icing on the cake is the drive to and from work. We have one car, and after this morning, a second may seem like a nice idea but it’s definitely not a priority.

We’re preparing for a move in less than two weeks and I am trying to get things done around here that when the day comes, I’m not too stressed out and it’ll be a smooth transition. Today, I have a lot I would like to accomplish, so I told him to take the car as he’ll be meeting a friend later and there was no sense in me driving back and forth all day. Well I wish I didn’t do that. After he left, I was just pacing. I saw things that I wanted to work on, even made notes, but I just paced. Then as I decided to go into the shower, he called. My heart almost skipped a beat but this was  a good one. I wanted to call him but not while he was driving.

“I don’t want two cars. I feel a lonely. I miss you”

” 😦 I miss you too! Do you have a meeting? Can you turn around?”

“Yes I do. I can’t.”

“… I feel bad, I want to drive you to work now. I’ve been pacing. It won’t happen again. Love you.”

“Love you too. Bye”

Three years of marriage in September, 11 years as a couple in October. Through thick and thin, break-ups and make-ups, highs and very lows, we still can’t stand to be without the other. Car rides are our backbone. I used to wonder if he was using me as a chauffeur since he’d be either sleeping or responding to emails and messages while I drove but he’s not. Our best jokes, arguments, rants, sincerest conversations happen in the car. It’s our spot. It’s where our best communication occurs. We don’t need an extra car. Not now at least. And when kids come in the future, I’m sure we’ll make it work somehow.

Yes, we’d like to live comfortably and be able to travel whenever but it’s your relationship that matters more than anything. If we had the house with two cars and had to schedule time to see each other, I’m sure we’d be not anywhere near as happy as we are now. We’re young. We’re able to try out a high-rise building before we buy a house. Able to take trips together (we hate flying alone as well) and just be each other’s company. We don’t need words to communicate, one look says it all. The support we share for each other coupled with the fact that we know what we want/need from the other, minus the material things… I’d say we’re pretty successful.

11 years and I’m far from bored with him. I’d say we’re just getting started. 🙂

Real Simple

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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