Fully Furnished

The good thing about living on our own is that my wife and I can redecorate our furniture anyway we want, as often as we want and then apply as much painkiller as we have because our muscles are aching from lifting the sofa.

It happens that one of my wife's cousins was leaving Singapore for good and he's leaving a lot of things for us. That's why we needed to redecorate our living room and kitchen so that we would be able to fit the new (but old) furniture into our small flat.
So we change the layout of the living room and kitchen so that it would look nice and chick. Of course when I said "we", I meant "my wife". She was the one who decided where we should put the washing machine and all so that they look nice whereas I mostly think about how I could watch TV comfortably.

We moved most of our furniture yesterday, the process that consisted of me moving furniture to one place and my wife telling me to move it to other place, which I thought was a weird place and stupidly told her, which caused her to give me the look that made Hannibal Lecter’s glare looked like Hello Kitty’s.
In just one hour, we managed to redecorate the whole place and made some spaces for the new ones to fill. Unfortunately they are scheduled to be moved only on Thursday, which means that if you come to our place today, you will only see an empty living room with a TV and no sofa to watch the TV from.
I am going to hide the painkiller.