Living in a war zone

You know, sometimes you wonder how people can live beside garbage dump, smelly rivers, clogged drains??......well, actually its very easy. You just get use to it, the smell, the filth,the eye sore. I have been living in a war zone for almost a month. we started knocking on 11/3, now its the 4/4 and no sign of finishing any month soon.

So how do we feel?...numb to it all, no eye see, just carry on like nothing happened. Really! WE walk up and down the stairs round the furniture etc etc, look at the workers, smile and life goes on. It isnt as bad as it looks. Its the dust that gets into the eyes and on all the things thats annoying.

The knocking starts at 7.40am, so its wake up call for Edwin and me. The kids sleep through all the noise and wake up very late. No one is bothered or stressed by it all. Amazing adaptibility dont you think? Now you know why people can live in yakky smelly places and still be happy. Well, I dont know if they are happy but you dont see the Sim Sim people going on strike or those living in Karamunsing complaining to Green Peace. You have pilot strike, postal strike, rail strike but never the slum dwellers strike. There is even a movie on it!!

I think my house will be in this bombed out mess for a few more months. There is still the upstairs.........sometimes I do feel like throwing up but , whats the use....I will have to clean up the mess myself....noooo!

On the brighter side of this unfortunate event is that I might as well take the chance to do some improvements. Change the lights , change the wall color, do spring cleaning, you know the usual stuff people do when they have nothing else to do........well, out of the ashes, a beautiful home will arise..........dreaming is free!!!!