The "Habit" of Moving

And so we've moved again for the second time this year. We still live in Quezon City. However, this time we're now in the Cubao area. From the single bedroom that my two sisters and I lived in for about five or six days short of five months, we are not living in a three-storey, three-bedroom, three toilet and bath townhouse. This time even our parents and uncle get to move back in (though they're only in Manila on weekends).

I still prefer my old neighborhood in Sikatuna. I even prefer Teachers Village. To be honest, I dislike the Cubao area for all the traffic and jeepneys. But I do like it when I'm inside the townhouse compound. And I especially love the fact that I have my own room again! Just in the nick of time, too! My two sisters were already ganging up on me back in our Teachers Village room. 

I moved out last. My sisters did their moving Sunday and Monday. I was in Cavite and came back only on Monday night, so I did my moving on Monday night and Tuesday morning. Two trips in all because I used a car and I didn't load it up too much since my books were quite heavy.

Moving was easier and faster this time as most of our things are still all packed up in boxes in our house in Pampanga. Nevertheless, it was quite exhausting hauling my thick books up the stairs to the second floor where my new bedroom was. 

Everything's almost settled now at our new place. It's just our telephone line that needs transferring again. I've been delaying going to PLDT. Still exhausted from my previous dealings with them, I guess. (Read about it here: My Third World Angst) I wonder how long it's going to take them to transfer our telephone line and DSL connection this time?!