Oh gosh, don't I love IKEA! I just couldn't stop thinking of when is my next trip there. I can even memorise the product names which are in Swedish and hopefully, my pronunciation is correct. The displays and product arrangements are at the back of my head. If only I was working for IKEA, for I know how best to assist all the dear patrons of IKEA and not to mention, to educate them a little when they 'forget' conveniently or ignorantly to clear their trays after a meal at the cafe.
I am still waiting impatiently for the day where our dream home is ready. A week away and it feels like a thousand years. How long more do I have to wait? is always conscious in my mind and even in my dreams!
When the day arrives, I shall contemplate on how lucky I am to be experiencing this at my age and how I am looking forward to embark on the next chapter of my life. I want to enjoy and improve on my career. When one's life at home is settled, one could concentrate on other aspects of her/his life. I can only look forward, not forgetting to give myself a pad on the back, once in a while...
