I was nervous, ridiculously nervous. I had just moved into the apartment and unpacked the essentials (wedding photo, Pon & Zi, Mrs Hubby dressing gown). I then sat fidgeting. Wandered aimlessly around the apartment. Leapt every time my phone beeped.

And finally, “I’m outside”.

I couldn’t have moved faster. I hadn’t even checked I looked presentable before racing down.

After lugging all 4 suitcases to the room he surveyed the premises. “Good work Wifey”.

And all was right with the world again.