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Monday, November 13, 2006
we went all out and exerted very much of what we are capable of.
first day, was the moving of bulky, heavy furnitures and electrical items from 2nd storey to the 1st. the not so tall ladder was made up with (fortunately) light weight ladies, (ehem!) climbed from the top of the fridge to the small area of what's left from the removal of the pantry beam. mm whatever.., if it doesnt sound sensible to u guys(just expressing the HARD work ;) )... 2nd day, was the painting project. we had fun and are very proud of the outcome. 3rd, was the efficient installation of mirror, headboard and purchase of decor pieces. i cant wait to continue the decoration process despite the exhaustion. though i had a full day and half of rest days since yest's evening, i cud still feel achiness and obvious bruises all over my body be seen. but it didnt stop me to attend a gd fren's wedding at bedok south, to witness and celebrated a wonderful wedding. my many congrats to adawiyah and najib! rini and myself enjoyed the light, delicious spread, the hospitality of warm family and relatives, exquisite decor and the weather, my, absolutely a cool breeze! alhamdulilah.. i shall continue and enjoy my break. last evening, marathoned 3 dvds, closer, little black book and thank you for smoking. i enjoyed them besides some sentiments were left abt the bizzare love issues. hmmm... shall not fret further. Amanda Quick's, Surrender is calling me. i shall surrender the blog post now! and later to bed. till then. |
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