this, that and everything in between

So i come out from hiding again. The weather has changed - no more dark clouds or white stuff taunting my eyes, reflecting my dark thoughts or blank mind. It is actually sunny outside.

We would be moving house again, to another town. After almost one year at this place. Will i miss it? Will this apartment miss me? i guess apartments on rent are like those ladies of the night - maybe they just move on, without getting their emotions entangled.

We went to view a place - the floor plan on the site made it look like it was as spacious as the one we are in right now. We stepped in and what the (*&^*, it is so tiny - it was one of those 'modern' apartments with open plan kitchen but with the lounge being so small, i could have cooked sitting on the sofa. Since we are really idiots, we had decided we would like the place, looking at the pictures on the net and didn't even fix any other viewings. He thought we could live with for 6 months and move on to a bigger one - the place is some 50 miles away and since we are pressed for time, it was just not possible to go view other apartments. So, i reluctantly said yes and could not digest my dinner that night. i told him maybe we should find some other place - he was annoyed - but in the end, he took time off from office and we have found another place - i still haven't seen it - it overlooks a river. For that alone, it would be worth it, i guess.

It is surprising how much stuff you can accumulate in one year - i have two boxes of books. Maybe he was hoping i would dump them but since we are using a moving van, well, he has no scoring point.

And guess what? i gave up my previous job - yes, the one i got last year - and without another job to fall back on. But then, i really had no choice. In a way, i was glad to let go of it. It was not a bad job - i learned new things - but it was too much like a job job. For the first time in my working life, i felt i was actually 'working'. Everybody was so professional - no leg pulling, no cursing colleagues - i felt like a monkey in a suit. That is what working 8 years in my previous company has done to me - i expect work to be fun, actually look forward to going to work..

The thought of applying for jobs made me cringe - i pretty much made up my mind to work at the tills in the local supermarket - if he was disappointed in my lack of ambition, he did not show it. And then, out of the blue, my previous company steps in like a knight in shining maruti and offered me a job. When i told my friend SN about it, she said i am so lucky.

This is actually what makes me so complacent - as if life was going to sort itself out without my intervention. i always go through life thinking things would always go my way, that if i make a wrong turn, the path will right itself. Someday, i am going to pay for it dearly.

And that is the reason we are moving because the job is in another town. i hope to be able to buy a Mac before the year runs out. Or maybe a cookbook with lots of pictures.

BTW, i have inherited the iPhone from him because he got himself one of the new one - 3gs or whatever they call it. i am half ashamed to be seen with a iPhone - i was happier with my cellotaped-almost-falling-apart Nokia 1100, the one i could only use for making/receiving calls and the rare SMS. This one, with its myriad functions, makes me feel sad. It is like giving a dog a diamond necklace when it rather would have an old rubber ball.