The day is coming nearer. I begin my panic attack. The room is in a mess. My own stuff is in a mess.
So many things to do and yet I procrastinated.
There are 1000 what-ifs and I have no answer to them.
Hope my dear can be patient and wait till at least October… we certainly need daddy be by our side.
3am+ already and I still pacing around the room. Thinking of how to sort the stuffs out and what needs to be cleaned/packed and how should we go about it. Omg… tomorrow sure can’t keep my eyes open for work….