My Space

Having driven for almost three hours straight, he came home extra exhausted that afternoon. After the usual ritual of washing up, he plopped himself onto the bed while I set aside his notebook case, as well as several office documents brought home from work.

With all seriousness he started doing the little tic tac things he does on the pda...few minutes later his cellphone rings. I sat down in bed and openly listened to his conversation...something about square meters and 10th floor and split down payments. Obviously he was negotiating something. Moments later he clicked off the phone.

Get dressed.
We are going to take a look at something.
This is too good to pass up, says this man.

What is too good to pass up? I asked, hoping he would miraculously say we could have that piece of sandy heaven I wanted.

You know that 5 tower resort condominium being built on the East Service Road? Well, my agent says a buyer just backed out. He asked if we would be interested to take over. In effect, if we put in a down payment tonight, we would be getting it still at its pre- selling price earning about ***,000 on its present value. Think investment honey, I'm buying.

And this is how in a span of 60 minutes, just out of the blue, I found myself signing papers to a tenth floor slice (of what is marketed as) urban paradise.

Every once in a while life flicks you a a bit of an "unexpected" odd "surprise". You throw out a wish and the universe answers back with a bit of a twist...concrete for sand but pretty still. So now, when I want a swim, all I have to do is gear up for a ten minute drive.....then dive.

picture: model unit