Home Sweet Home

Yesterday I went to my parents place with my kids to have lunch with them. Their anniversary was on Friday and since I couldn't make it then, we decided to go yesterday. I was quite nice sitting and chatting with my parents non stop. The funny thing is, I had just spent three entire months staying with them ( ya, I know...crazy). It was all because we were expecting a transfer, which we never got. Anyways, those three months were were at times nerve wrecking for me. Though I was staying in the house I grew up in, I felt kinda like a guest. I missed the freedom I had in my own home and the fact that I was the decision make in the household aspect. Don't get me wrong, I love my house and spending time with my parents, but I was longing to get out.

Now that we moved into a flat and I got my freedom and decision making skills back, I thought things would be great. But yesterday when I went home, I realized how lonely I was. At my paternal house, there was always someone to chat with whether it be my parents, or their maids. At my flat, I have just my kids and my maid, but she is usually busy with work or something. My hubby is usually too tired for any form of verbal communication unless its a kinda grunt which resembles a "yes". So that basically leaves my 4 year old and my 8th month old. The latter can't really respond with words yet and the former...well...talking to her is risky, coz sometimes she actually listens and at other times, she asks a gazillion questions not at all related to what your saying. I really miss adult interaction which I took for granted at my parents place. My dad was always ready to listen to my opinions or what cute things my kids said or did. And my mom, well she is a chatterbox waiting to devour someone into a conversation.
I guess the grass always seems greener on the other side. ga('send', 'event', 'button', 'click', 'nav buttons', 4);