Finally... it's done!

[Obelix courtesy of asterix.co.nz]

Done.

After much scrubbing, vacuuming, disposing and much thanks to my dad who helped do the hardcore cleaning because the dust would be way too much for me. And because for ONCE i was organised and packed before schedule, most of the things we were done on Saturday evening. The timing couldn't have been any better. Then Sunday noon the movers came and within minutes my boxes were neatly organised at the back of the truck... if only packing were that fast!

For those of you who have read the comic strip, Asterix may know the character, Obelix, he is known to have super human strength. Well one of the guys that helped move my boxes could be the Asian human equivalent. It seemed like the 2 flights of stairs weren't a problem and his determination simply amazed my dad and i. For such a little man he had incredible speed! It seemed like no matter what the weight he just hoisted it up on his shoulder as if he were carrying a bag of feathers!

The most heaviest item was a bookcase filled with all sorts of items, we then wrapped it in a blanket and bound it with string. Clearly it would need at least 2 people, if not more to carry it. But nooOooo the Asian Obelix picked it up and off he went.

It was amazing!

As planned by 1pm i handed over the keys to the landlady and she wrote out a cheque for my deposit. It's amazing how a bit of elbow grease, sweat and MAJOR spring cleaning can transform a place. We made a pit stop at the hospital to pick up my month supply of meds and off we went.

The drive itself was smooth, accompanied by several down pours and 4 roadside accidents. For the first half the journey i had kitty and his carrier on my lap. I'm sure he was super confused since being in the CARRIER usually equals to a visit to the vet OR he'll be staying in some cage whilst i disappeared for a long weekend, road trip or some impromptu random getaway.

But this time it was different. Every few seconds of silence he would follow it by minutes of repetitive meowing, which made it nearly impossible to take a nap. I even tried playing my dad's favorite Enya cd in the car hoping it would keep him calm.

It didn't.

So dad being the champion that he is, said it would be less stressful and a better idea if Satan's Spawn stay one night at the hotel. Then the next day, the woman who is supposedly going to care for him will drop by and collect him. Of course i was ecstatic since that meant i could spend a night with him.

So yea, I don't have to say bye just yet.

He snooped around the apartment, squeezing himself into every nook and cranny then jumped on everything to get a good look at his surroundings. Scouting the area like one big playground before deciding which spot was his favorite.

Then last night i watched TV in bed from yet another temporary bed and soon enough found his spot in the middle of the mattress and took advantage of my body warmth. It was as if nothing had changed, it was nice to fall asleep with the sound of purring in the background. And because he's litter trained and i know he won't tear up the place, i can have visitation rights and bring him to my temporary home away from home by the border.

I know i'll miss him but i know our separation isn't permanent.

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It's been raining practically all day which makes Beddy Bye Time look MIGHTY FINE right about now. I might as well take advantage of all the sleep i can get. ooOOoooer... It's great to be jobless on holiday!