My father’s daughter

I couldn’t decide if I should title today’s blog “My father’s daughter” or “Karang Guni Man.”

I spent the last four days unpacking and throwing away stuff. I had to sort through boxes of my late father’s things. Oh my goodness, my dad was a karang guni man — well, not quite — karang guni men sell away their stuff, my Dad was a collector! ALC said he can open a store… tools, paint brushes, cables, wires, etc…

Ok confession time… I had to sort through HIS things in order to make way for MY things!

Oh goodness, I’m a collector too!