Back to Square One

August 16, 2010

It’s been two years since I’ve moved out of the old apartment. I’ve lived in Amapola the entire time and it’s been quite an experience. I have, however, made the decision to move back to my parents’ house.

I feel that since the last time I wrote here, I haven’t really grown up as much as I wanted. Part of being independent is actually making mistakes. So, here’s the lay of the land: I’ve actually racked up so many debts, for a variety of reasons, not the least of which is my belief that money always comes. Pretty unwise, really.

In the past two years, I have zero savings and hundreds of thousands in debt. The good news is, I haven’t defaulted in any car payments, so she’s still around, and still serving me well. I have traveled the world: been to new places (Canada, Coron, Macau, Beijing, Bangkok) and re-visited some old ones (Hong Kong, Kuala Lumpur, the US, Singapore, Taipei, Cebu). I have tons more clothes I still don’t need. Well, if I look at what I’ve done, it doesn’t really suck to be me as much as I make it out to be.

But the biggest thing I’ve had to deal with is the fact that I’m almost thirty and have nothing to show for myself really.

On top of that, since I moved out, I haven’t really spent as much time with my family, even if they live 8.4 kilometers away. My brother moved to the US half a year ago and I’ve begun to miss him. I felt like we could have spent more time together, but I always thought he’d be here. My sisters are also growing up. And I’d hate to miss any more of it than I already have. And I love my parents. I should be more demonstrative. First step, be present.

So, this move back to my parents’ house is a cost-savings move. And an investment toward better family relationships. Bring it on!

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achtung baby!

July 16, 2008

Dear gal pal,

Ten things you may hate about me:

1.     I dance like a freak when I’m stressed, and usually it’s all over the place. It’s so dramedy-heroine in the same vein as Ally and Meredith. I may, at times, require participation from your dramedy-best-friend self in the same vein as Renee´ and Cristina. Require. So pack your dancing shoes.

2.     I keep a few bottles of liquor around the house: beer, wine, and Jack. I’m not an alcoholic. I just enjoy a good buzz from time to time. Remember where I keep the Advil.

3.     I’m a freak when it comes to keeping the bathroom floor clean. That was the only chore that the ex never needed to remind me to do, or that the current never does for me. Expect cleaning fluids on the grocery list always.

4.     I squeeze toothpaste from the bottom. There’s nothing more annoying than people who squeeze from the middle, it’s just not right! Pay attention!

5.     I buy loads of magazines. Most you can relate to so feel free to browse. However, make room.

6.     I bolt out the door for work. I love being on time, never early, occasionally late. No goodbyes don’t mean anything – just that I’m late so the blow-dryer might be lying around. Besos in advance.

7.     I let dishes pile up but have no problem washing them all when told. I have to be told. You may need to be prepared to have food delivered.

8.     I will have the boyfriend over. As will you, yours. Tell me if you want us to retreat or need us to be sociable. Also, think of a safe-word for when… you know…

9.     I will impose my favorite shows, music, films, books and magazines on you. You can say no. You can say you hate them. All but Battlestar Galactica. It’s the bomb!

10. I will make you laugh even if you beg me to stop. And I’m pretty sure we’ll be crying to each other, too, as we have in the past. Knock on my door. Put your head on my shoulder. Hold my hand. Scream and I’ll scream with you.

I’m so excited. Move in is a few weeks away!

who is gal pal?

July 2, 2008

Gal pal and I have known each other for almost 5 years. We’ve actually lived together in the past, sharing a two-bedroom apartment with 6 other individuals- the logistic of it all still boggles my mind when I think about it. While I bailed two months into the living situation to move in with my then-, now-ex, we have remained very good friends since. Therefore living together isn’t going to be difficult at all.

We have so much in common, not the least of which is our unending need to shop, causing us to live beyond our means most of the time – typical of young urbanites, I suppose. Case in point, Saturday – when I was still single, she and I, with my then-future, now-current, saw Wanted and took advantage of the three-day sale in Powerplant. There was that time I told her to sleep over instead of going home since I live 5 minutes away from where she works – so as a time-saving measure we headed to Glorietta to get her next-day work clothes, only to spend what’s left of that time-in-between shopping. Or, during the time we were supposed to be saving up enough money for rent downpayment-and-deposit when we went and got ourselves matching Macbook Pros instead.

We’ve spent many an afternoon talking about anything and everything while singing to Mariah, Madonna and whatever else iPod-on-Shuffle had to offer. When we lived together some 4 years ago, we were barely home – spending what time we had outside our work lives in either malls or spas or the occasional Digicafe or Seaside dine and drink sessions. And those were some of the happiest days of my life.

But the most common trait we both have is that we know nothing about being independent – me with less knowledge than her, but only to a negligible degree.

That doesn’t scare me one bit. Happy days are just weeks away.  

no move updates yet because…

July 1, 2008

as of saturday, facebook says i’m “now listed as in a relationship.” 

i’m still working on things on my own, having to depend on myself. but it doesn’t hurt to have someone to pack with. yes, i said pack. 

gal pal’s moving in this week. 

clothing, optional

June 27, 2008

today i started work on my closet. i decided to put all the clothes i don’t think i’ll be using in the next month and a half in two suitcases. pretty smart, don’t you think? *snaps please* i’ll be transporting the suitcases anyway and filling them up with clothes seems like an efficient idea.


only, i have a problem. i have not had my laundry done in 5 weeks. the ex was good at telling me it was time to call laundry, but i figured, for as long as i have enough to wear i should be okay. with a quarter of my wardrobe in ‘storage’ and half in the laundry bin, i don’t have too many options left. so maybe the suitcase thing was a bit too premature. or the laundry thing was waaaay to delayed.

on top of that, i bought my first moving box today. i decided to get a plastic storage box for my scarves. in keeping with the ‘things i won’t be using in the next couple of months’ theme, packing the scarves was a smart choice. although you might be thinking why one would need 20 scarves in tropical weather! they’re reserved for out of town trips. and with none in the horizon, i’m safe keeping them boxed in.

 

i realized i could keep the sarongs and beach towels in the same place since the current weather conditions would deter anyone from planning a trip to nearby shores. see, this diskarte is turning out to be another smart choice! *more snaps here* throw in the very few caps and hats i either have never worn or have only worn once and i’m done with my accessories.

 

with that being said i’m happy to report i’ve freed up 570 x 390 x 235 mm space – all in one afternoon! gotta love those baby steps!

cancelled

June 26, 2008

I called Skycable and PLDT today to cancel both the Skycable Platinum and PLDT Professional myDSL. The ex was pretty into all these upgrades and high-end services. While I spent my money on shoes and booze, he spent it mostly on tech stuff and top-tier television entertainment. It was fun while it lasted but I think it’ll be more practical if I don’t carry that preference into the new house, especially since I’m still struggling with that shopping fetish of mine. Gal pal and I are still new at this “try it on my own” thing so we’re taking it slow. We don’t want our finances to ruin us!

Plus there’s this business of having all mail transferred to the new address. I never realized I had so many subscriptions! 

1. Credit Card bills (x2); don’t get me started on how much I owe them!

2. Bank Statements (x3); ooh – i need to keep track of those!

3. Loan Invoices (x2); auto and personal

4. Insurance;

5. Subscription to Healthy Living (of course!);

6. Gym membership (which reminds me, I haven’t been back in two years!);

7. …

 

Actually, since all the bills were named after the ex, and since I’m canceling them all, then that’s all I have under my name. Apparently, it doesn’t seem as intimidating when you write it all down. I just hope I keep track of all bills so the security deposit gets returned in full. I didn’t know it takes 2 months for that to be processed. I should really read the fine print on these contracts!

what am i leaving behind?

June 24, 2008

this was the place when we first moved in:

 

and this is the place as i’m preparing to move out:

there’s a lot of work to be done. and i don’t know how to start.

who am i?

June 24, 2008

that’s the question i myself want to answer. my life began to take shape four years ago. and this is who i was:

1. i moved out of my parents’ house;

2. i met a great man and we began living together;

3. i started working and consequently developed the makings of a financially independent life;

or so i thought.

 

four years later, here i am building a life again because:

1. i am single once again (but exclusively dating) – my boyfriend and i have parted ways, amicably;

2. he moved out of the apartment, and the country, and i’m likewise about to do the same in about a month’s time (just the apartment – not the country);

3. it has become plainly obvious that i know nothing about living independently.

 

i’ve come to depend on the ex for almost everything, and now i have to start depending on myself. so:

1. i got a checking account! (i’ve only ever had my payroll account which turns virtually zero ten days into the 14-day pay cycle. and a separate savings account wherein i could barely meet the minimum maintaining balance month over month);

2. i’m moving into a new place with my lovely gal pal, and hopefully have at least one utility bill under my name, and manage to religiously pay all bills on time;

3. i’m going to try making the transition between my old and new lives as seamless and worry-free as possible.

 

therein lies the conflict. i obviously need help. or maybe some encouragement, so… wish me luck!