Even tho it’s SO NICE to travel and be on holiday and eat different yummy food and be disconnected from home base and work, there’s nothing like the feel of your own bedsheets on your skin and full knowledge that the thread count is exactly to your suiting. Of course, it would be better if i wasn’t experiencing such bad jet lag, so that i could be sleeping peacefully on those bedsheets instead of lying awake in the dark for 2 hours before giving up and attempting to answer emails instead.
I even napped for only two hours this afternoon so i’d be robbed of body clock sleep and yet i JUST CAN’T SLEEP. Oh, and i slept real little on the plane too. Clem slept so much more on the plane, took the same nap as me, and feel dead asleep at midnight -_-
Despite thinking i’d pass out upon returning home, the OCD in me couldn’t stop myself from unpacking and doing the laundry. Had a drink (just teh ais, no alco) with Jon and Shaun earlier. Jon told me about the tragic story of a drunkard dad falling off his 7th floor balcony in front of his children. Freaky thing is i knew about this story before cos Clem said his boss saw someone falling off the building on a Sunday morning while he was playing golf in Tropicana. (Ugh, don’t want to think about it anymore. Change topic.)
I happily passed some pate and saucisson to the both of them, cos they’re the only thing Clem and i brought home as presents for friends and provisions for ourselves. We managed to lug home all our clothes, presents from relatives, food worth 250 euros, some toys i bought, and a bunch of books from Collete cos they happened to be on sale, and even a Raclette machine. Oh and a giant hardcover book about 3ft tall that was Clem’s favourite as a child (it’s to help me practice my French). All our stuff was almost 80kg altogether :p Damn, writing about that made me tired. Maybe this is really gonna help me feel sleepy. Or talk a lot of rubbish here. Which i might cringe at tomorrow.
God i’m just looking at all the stuff around me in our house. We have so much shit – my toys everywhere… Alfred the reindeer in the corner, two poufs, our laundry hanging in the house cos outside is too dusty from construction across the road. I can’t wait to move so we more SPACE to look organised and neat!!!! I was anticipating renovations to be about RM50k (if i’m lucky) to RM75k. But from talking to Jon who just renovated his apartment, and based on previous gauges from Kenny and Serena, it’s gonna be costing me RM100-125k. Wadda… but i’m willing to just go all the way cos there’s no way we’re gonna bother renovating a few years’ down the line after moving our stuff in.
I told Clem i’m aiming and envisioning to earn 10k… euros per month, by end of the year. I used to give myself a salary target every couple of years, and i think it’s time to up my own game… … seeing how much renovation and mortgage is gonna cost ptui. Plus i really want to still have money to travel.
There are still so many places on my bucket list i’m dying to go to, and this is without even researching where i want to go cos my current list is already so long! I want to go to Istanbul, Croatia, Tallin in Estonia, Greece (anywhere in Greece, especially by the sea), Machu Picchu in Peru, Cape Town and other parts of South Africa, Geneva to visit friends and ski, Lapland to see that Santa Claus Town, Iceland to see the nothern lights, Alaska for its insane nature, LA and San Fran, a road trip in America would be awesome, a road trip in Australia would be awesome too, Clem and i say how we want to visit New Zealand, Japan, Taiwan and Korea. I want to explore India but he doesn’t. I wish we could be on holiday together forever. (This sounds like i’m gonna need more than 10k euros/month.)
Ok i’m gonna list down the food we brought back just so i can refer back to it when we go again next time.
– saucisson: lots of different types, maybe about 15 sticks (most to give away). And even two small bags of snack saucisson to bring out at nights.
– lots of tins of pate and rilette
– a few jars of foie gras
– some duck liver or something for salads that i haven’t tried before
– viandox, it’s some meat blood sauce that Clem’s dad used with fried shallots for salad dressing, and was super yummy
– some Benedicta mayo. we prefer it to Kewpie
– lots and lots of packets of serrano, viande de grison, and all kinds of hams
– apricot and blueberry jams
– cassoulet
– duck confit. Clem thinks i’m way too obsessed about this one.
– one jar of soup de poisson
I think that’s it… God i better not get hungry now. Gonna try to sleep.
