shifting homes... not really excited..

Well, the title should give a fair idea what this is all about!

I am moving into a new house, and I am so so not excited about it!!

Actually, every time I have told this to someone who may change circumstances (read:mum) all I am being told is that my apprehension is baseless...

I am sick of acting outrageously surprised about it because I am "frustrated" about it!!

Is it remotely fair? You tell me?

One morning they wake me up with an extra sweet and potentially-diabetic "good-morning", then I get tea in my favourite mug, without asking for it (or usually my mornings

begin with a long lecture on acidity)

Then just as I am about to pinch myself to check that this is not a dream, you just look at me and say,

"How would you like to move into a new place?"

i feel (maybe not in the same order, though)

surprised

aghast

betrayed

not interested

angry

rebellious

frustrated

will I have my own room? (finally?!)

may I just go back to sleep?

So...

THAT is how I feel about the whole-moving homes thingy!

But they say every cloud has a silver lining

Umm let me actually start with identifying the forsaken cloud!!

The new house is well.. ummm NEW,

its not my old house, that's not the place all good things have happened to me!!

its just not it!

We are just shifting from Kalyan east to west nothing else! (does that remotely rhyme?)

We have absolutely no neighbours (is it a blessing in disguise?)

Its just too far away from the station

I'd be spending most of my pocket money on the rickshaws, omg!! the area is so so new that there are not enough rickshaws in there!!

there is no Internet in there!!

not even a land line!!!!

no cable connection! (am i shifting into a survival camps or the likes?)

everything about the house is complicated, including those stupid taps, and those idiotic bulbs!!

eeugghh!

but the silver lining is...

I finally have my own room, which is going to be done in pistachio color, my cupboard is going to have russet doors!

The best est part, my room has french windows!

even better, all the rooms have french windows!!

Well, and there is more to it, our new dining table has red chairs, and they brighten up the dull dining area, the pull out sofa set is in another cool shade!

and then mum has agreed to put up good portraits all over the passage that the house..

well ahem...

correction "my" new house has!

so acceptance seeps in, though gradually!

hopefully it prevails and stabilises......