Dear Weng Lee,
As you can see,
Jeffrey and I have moved into our new house on Avana Avenue. In
fact, we did so two weeks ago. You'll be wondering what happened
to your letter, I guess. well, I've got it. We dropped over to
our old place and picked it up.
Have you any idea of
the work involved in moving house ? We've had boxes and bags of
stuff all over, in the living room, the bedrooms, the kitchen
and even in the bathroom. That doesn't mean that Jeffrey and I
have been lazing around all day either. It's unpack, unpack,
unpack all the time while the children play hide-and-seek and
Cowboys-and-Indians around us, scattering the things I've just
Although I am soon
going to become a nervous wreck, I am actually glad to be here.
We have always longed to live by the seaside. And, when we heard
that this house was for sale, we rang the people up immediately.
It was going at such a reasonable price ( expatriate leaving the
country in a hurry ). We grabbed it without a moment's delay.
painting the whole house before we moved in, that is, all except
the kitchen. It is a real problem trying to cook a meal with
ladders and paint tins in my way. However, after all these years
of marriage, I have learnt not to quarrel with him over things
like this. So, I'm just doing my best and trying not to lose my
temper. However, if the job doesn't get done by the end of this
week. I can't guarantee anything !
So, can you see what
a state I must be in ? Aren't I a dutiful, loving sister write
to you in spite of everything ?