a place called home

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On my 36th birthday, on the exact date, i signed some papers to sell our souls to the mortgage bank. I take it as a big birthday pressie, one that papah has to pay for the rest of his life.

Six months later, we offcially opened the front door to our new home, with a ceremonius albeit redundant floor mopping routine.

Reno to design a palace kingdom befitting an empress such as myself shall commence soon, but not till we are back from bangkok.

Yup, flying off in a few hours time..braving the flight with a screaming banshee. Zowee! Fun fun fun to you passengers!