It’s two minutes to 1.30am, so I am going to try to write quickly and briefly – though knowing me, that might not be realistic goals. But we’ll see.
My mother and two siblings stayed over at my new place this weekend (I moved a few months back), and I won’t lie – it was great having them. I liked their company immensely, and eating my mother’s fried scrambled eggs was comforting, familiar and delicious.
I think that platitude – absence makes the heart fonder – does, to a certain extent, ring true.
My sister and I also visited Ikea today, and I’m happy to have ticked off a few things off my shopping list. Though, it was quite a grueling trip. I liked that we were (relatively) fast. We don’t dawdle, which is fantastic, and imperative to navigating through Ikea while keeping your sanity. That’s not to say we didn’t have fun – hanging out with my sister is always great.
It was harrowing in a sense that we saw peoples’ unpleasantries in truckloads. I don’t blame them, though. You have two massive floors – one floor dedicated to showrooms and displays and the other a market hall where things are unassembled, packed in boxes and labelled with sometimes only alphanumerics. Both levels are exceptionally maze-like so people walk a lot, and depending on what they’re looking for, get lost a lot too. While large as well, the food hall offers few comfortable seats to cater to the weekend crowd, and people loiter around waiting for a seat, all while being tired, hungry, and lugging at least one bag/child. And, when resources are low (i.e. time, energy, patience, and perhaps money after the checkout counter), people get snippy. So, I don’t blame them.
Aaand now it’s a minute to 1.50am! I think I’ll call it a night(cap).
I have work, and a very tight deadline tomorrow, so I think it’s wise to leave this as it is, even though more could be said. Till next time!