Books etc resting messily on the mostly un-used dining table

My move home is complete.

My boxes arrived yesterday and it was a little bit of madness as I tried desperately to figure out where to put all my barang and threw away yet more clothes, much to the chagrin of my mum. But it was the winter wear that got to me. As I put away my pretty house socks, gloves, hats, sweaters and whatnot -- some worn just once or not at all -- I knew that they would be old and musty when I next open the box to get them. I don't know if I felt a little tugging at the heart because of the items themselves or because this is a sign I'm rooting myself to Singapore.

But. It. Is. Over.

Last night, I called M1 and reverted to a regular calling plan instead of my minimal retain number plan for my mobile line. I also renewed my broadband internet subscription. All steps in reclaiming my life back home.

It was not an easy decision. I started off really sure that I wanted to come home to be among friends and family. And then along the way, I was distracted by potential working opportunities overseas that threw my goal aside and caused such dilemma. But now, it's good and I am staying home. And it is very settling because I can now move on in planning my goals.

But first, more packing of books, bags, shoes and miscellaneous to corners of the house before buying new furniture and cleaning out my room for them.