Picture-picture pa jud!

She likes her new house, we think. She sleeps well at night, and her naps are twice as long in the daytime. Must be the absence of dogs barking all the time. The rumbling of planes taking off and landing doesn’t seem to bother her at all, and she knows the lay of the land already, with the frequent walks she takes with us and with her yaya. Navigation for her is easy. She just points in the general direction of where she wants to go and she gets taken there as she waves bye-bye to whoever gets left behind. When she wakes up in the morning she gets up, gets off the mattress, plods over to the bedroom door and waves bye-bye to the room.
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One look and you will tell me we’ve been had. But it was our lookout to make sure the contract given us was good, and perhaps we trusted too much in whom we thought was a friend, so the renovation ended up more like repairs. Not even rehabilitation describes what we spent more than PHP150K on. But we console ourselves with the fact that for all the effort that my father had taken back in his time to avoid foreclosure on this house because of a loan that had gone over his head for a time, the house remained his. And now he has passed it on to our care it is our turn to keep it alive.
We left the painting of the walls for later, as it was the most expensive item on the quote that we could do without for the meantime, so you will see graffitti on the walls and other weird combinations on what should be a concrete=white, metal=black, wood=mahogany color scheme.
Next time we’ll buy the materials ourselves and get a good carpenter and mason and pay them on a daily basis. Cheaper that way, and there’s a better chance that you will get what you want. No more contractors.


