your mama's boy

Last Saturday night was so so and ho-hum because I was just really antsy for Sunday to arrive because the Player will be arriving in Manila. I told everybody to retire at 3 am because I need my beauty sleep. I have to in Mactan Airport in six hours and I already took care of getting gawsy’s car for the day. He suddenly texted that his flight is not until 6am Monday morning. Not ready to advocate the bullets stored in my virtual gun, I almost flew all the way to Manila to shoot him. His mom took care of his tickets and asked him to ask me if the flight changes were okay. Who says, “No, I’m sorry it’s not okay.” to someone’s mom?

Just my luck to be stuck with a momma’s boy. “I’m sorry, honey, all flights for Sunday are booked. Mom even took the initiative to get me on the next available flight.” Mom, mom, mom. I’m competing with a mom and I’m already losing. Wahahah. Well, pooh.

This is from last night.

So this is me – pissed – today…

And… the house pala hahaha… it’s starting to look like a house.. =)

More clooset space. There’s another line at the bottom, too..

And… I’ll show the kitchen some other time. Houseparty soonness. =)

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