Demolition

I went home yesterday to my parents' house in the South and to my shock, we didn't have walls anymore!!! Everything was a mess. My parents had our old house demoished so that a new one could take its place. Why? Because i didn't have a room when i go home for the weekends. I usually share the bed with my mom and my dad sleeps on the floor. Since my sister got married, and some time before that, i have been bunking in with my parents.

For my dad, it was kind of bittersweet. It was the first house that they bought with their hard-earned money. This is where all three kids grew up. So it wasn't really a surprise when my dad started emoting, sniffing and looking at the house which practically didn't have walls longingly from across the street where they rented another smaller house (and when i say smaller, i mean smaller) while waiting for all the rubble to clear.

Now going to how small the house they're staying in...

It is so small that all beds are wall to wall in their respective rooms. My dad doesn't have a floor to sleep on when i go home, so i am an official squatter at my aunt's house nearby. Most of the stuff were just dumped in any corner of the house and some were dumped with me, while still others in my dad's shop. The house is such a mess that it took me more than 30 minutes just to look for clothes!

So there. I'm not just the one moving out and moving on. It's a family thing.