It's been a long time, since I last blogged about my house. I didn't stay there recently. I only go and open letter box, then leave. I'm scared, really. Everytime I go there, I tear. No matter how I control, I still tear. It's painful.
Don't envy me for having my own place, becos you don't know how much I've been through. It's a painful process. If I can choose, I don't want this house at all. Many times, I'm left with no choice. The sweat and tears behind it, nobody knows.
I'm tired, B.
I know how u feel.. cause I have the same issue now...
ReplyDeleteBut I intend to rent it out... So that I won't think so much whenever I go back to clean up...
Leanne