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Counting Days

     Hi. This post is about counting days. There's nothing worst than counting days in our life. This indicates that we're just passing by days in our lives. It means that we've not live the current days to the fullest and we're just waiting on the specific dates that enough to make us feel alive again. Right now, I'm counting days to when my wife can start to work again. I hate seeing her bored at home, waiting for me to come back home from work everyday. I would love to see her occupied with work and go out and socialize.

    I'm also counting days for us to move to a new house and start a proper living in a new home. We can decorate the place and make it feel like a home rather than feel like a place for us just to sleep and get up. Right now, it feels more like a place where we just wake up and live in a room. The kitchen is there just for cooking, the living room is there but we never use it because I always feel like the landlord wants the living room all by herself. Everyday is just me and my wife and bedroom and chillin' for the whole day. For the first month it seems okay, but then it feels empty. Before coming here, we lived in a rental home in Kulim, 15 minutes to both our workplaces. We had the whole house to ourselves. She would watch Netflix at the living room, I would be in my gaming room playing games. Once she started to get bored watching Netflix, she would come by the gaming room and just watch me play games. The house was quite empty because I was saving up to buy furnitures but it doesn't feel empty. Slowly we would furnished the house, bit by bit. But that's all in the past now. Now it is different. I don't want to be hanging up on the past.

    That's why I'm counting days to moving out of this house. To rebuild the happiness back in the new house. Now it's the middle of May, the landlord said that the house would be ready by middle of May and now still no news. I think this is going to drag again and the counting days will start back as before.

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