House hunting. Where do I begin?
Everyone thinks that I am lucky marrying into a rich family, and that whatever I want, I can have. Bit in true reality, we are worse than anyone in Singapore.
We are in fact poor, and just any other common man you see on the street. We are pretty much just a normal couple, struggling to afford anything in Singapore.
House hunting have proven to be so difficult for both us. It’s difficult not because we can’t find something that we like. But because we are restricted and controlled by the parents (I am not pointing to which). Basically we have to please the whole universe. And it is starting to wear us thin.
I can see frustration in his eyes, and I can feel defeated in myself. So many no and so many opinions that it felt like we are not doing anything for ourselves. But simply to make “the parents” happy. It’s frustrating cause it’s supposed to be a challenging but happy process. Not something you have to dread and think and be angry with.
I am trying to please “the parents”, by listening to their every NO. But it’s starting to wear me thin.
So at the end, I will choose to be happy. And for the sake of us, we shall find some place we are contented and chosen it because we are comfortable and loving the place. Not just for anyone but ourselves.