I moved into my new room three weeks before Chinese New Year.
No exclamation mark because am too doggone tired and achy to celebrate. Also, still not yet used to sleeping in new bed and new room.
But don’t get the impression I did all the moving from one room to another in one day. It was done gradually. First, I bought the writing table. (Before that, the room was cleared and the walls painted turquoise!) Next, I filched M’s chest of drawers because I couldn’t find one I like and is cheap enough at the nearby furniture shop – hers wasn’t what I really wanted but it matches the colour scheme of the furniture in my room – natural wood. And it’s nice anyway. Then I bought my bookshelf from Ikea and set it up all by myself. I was real chuffed because it’s my first time doing something remotely DIY. I mean, I couldn’t even carry the flat-packed box in Ikea because I was alone and girly and wearing skirt and tights and nobody even helped me to put the heavy box onto the trolley despite many people seeing me struggling with it. But I could set the damn thing up all by myself!! Eat my shorts, people!
Okay, got a bit carried away there. I mean, it’s not brain surgery or anything. Anyway, after that, I got my curtains and single bed (boo, no more queen size luxury). The day after my bed arrived, I went to Ikea again to get my wardrobe as well as meet up with 9 for lunch. And yes, I bought the wardrobe on my own, with some help from 9, and set it up all by myself again, hence the aches, fatigue and a sore right thumb from 4 hours of setting it up, including half an hour rubbing my eye out when a wood splinter went inside my eye. Eat my shirt, people!
Um, right, carried away again. I don’t want to end up naked from my aggressive triumphantness, now… So all that took around a month, perhaps?
Let’s total up my purchases:
1. RM150 Writing table
2. RM100 Bookshelf
3. RM300 Bed plus mattress
4. RM85 Bedsheets
5. RM60 Curtains
6. RM200 Wardrobe
7. Free bureau (chest of drawers)
Grand total: RM895
Oh dear… did I spend that much? It didn’t feel like it… probably because I’m owing M a lot of money still. -_- I’m absolutely broke for the month and will have to bring lunch from home several times a week now. Will not help in work relations, but oh well, sacrifices have to be made!
What I’m proud of is that I set the bookshelf and wardrobe up by myself. The parents hardly helped except to clear the boxes and Styrofoam. Not because I didn’t want them to but because they don’t know how to. So when push comes to a shove, I can actually do a lot of things on my own. Granted, the wardrobe is not totally perfect because I banged the nails the wrong way in some places and the wood splintered a bit, but you can’t see it ‘cos it’s at the back anyway. And the door on the right side is lopsided and does not close properly unless you jiggle it in a certain way. And the wardrobe wobbles a little. But I did it on my own, okay. Made by 100% oestrogen and excitedness to arrange clothes in new cupboard!
I like my new room, but it’ll take me a while to get used to it. It’s slightly colder and noisier than my previous room, but I have more space to walk about this time. And I’m getting slightly obsessed with boxes because I keep putting all my stuff in them so that they won’t get dusty easily and it keeps everything looking tidy. Even my underwear are placed in boxes. And stuff in the bureau are in boxes too.
I don’t have a camera, so this is a rough sketch blueprint of my room.