Moving house, nesting and the FIGHT....

We've officially moved into our 4th apartment in 3 years. Same estate, bigger, better, and cheaper! Lots of storage space, walk-in closet, 3 bedrooms (we needed an extra one for T), a bigger kitchen, and 2 huge ass SONY HDTVs. I'm satisfied...

Despite being totally spent from the moving, I still insisted on going to Ikea to get the cutlery sorter and closet liners, and of course a cot and diaper changing table for T so i can finally start nesting. The decision to go to ikea on hindsight, was against my better judgement. I was so tired that i sat on every piece of furniture i could get my fat butt on. Poor mountain man had to do all the pushing and manouvering of 2 trolleys almost all by himself.

Finally after 2 hrs of squeezing through the crowd, we paid, got the receipts, arranged for home delivery, and queued up for taxi. There was quite a long line, but we queued like good citizens. Just when our turn came, this man just blatantly walked ahead of us out of nowhere and got into the taxi we were supposed to go on. It happens ALOT in china. Some people just cut the entire line and won't feel bad about it..

Mountain man went up to him and told him nicely tht he shd queue. When he didn't get out of the taxi, Mountain man started to raise his voice, still nothing happened so he opened the door of the cab and demanded that the man get off. No reaction. That was it. I've never seen Mountain man erupt like that in my life... it wasn't "raising his voice" mode anymore, it was "fight" mode voice, the kind tht is projected from the diaphragm. He then grabbed the man's shirt and pulled him out of the taxi, literally challenging the guy to a fist fight.

(while all this happened, 2 more youngsters cut the q and took the cab behind the one we were fighting over, can u believe these chinese pple! )

Mountain Man was like, "can't u see, my wife is pregnant and she's tired". I of course cooperated by walking towards the taxi with a slight limp while arching my back, putting on a cramped-up face to indicate that i was indeed tired. The guy finally relented from the humiliation... And I'm not saying this cos Mountain man's my husband, but he was quite frightening when engaged in "fight" mode. His face was flushed, the veins on his forehead and neck popped out, and his fists were clenched tightly ready to launch a punch any second. His expression was like this...it was hawt.

Nevermind that the whole affair took longer than if we had just hopped on the next cab. It's about the principles, about fighting for things that matter. Mountain man was my hero!