Goddess, I Am.

The Husband and I, we make it a point to travel a few times every year. This year (so far) has seen us in Donsol in March, Singapore in April, Hongkong in June, and Coron in September. Then there’s my 2-day girly shopping trip to Manila with The Bestie and The Sister come November (giddy, giddy, GIDDY!), and Puerto Princesa in March 2011. We’ve got the awesome Cebu Pacific flight deals to thank for all our trips because if there’s one thing I’m really, really good at, it’s booking cheap-assed Cebu Pacific flights!

Next year, however, is going to put my cheap-flight-booking skills to the test because we’re aiming to go beyond Southeast Asia. And about time, too! My main problem about going West is the ubiquitous visa because although I’m married to a Brit, I still have a Philippine passport – which means I still have to go through all the stupid paperwork. It’s a real nightmare because I work freelance and have no supporting documents to speak of, so I never even bothered applying anywhere. But I am now about to become co-owner of Innuendo – officially! – so that changes a lot of things, yey!

We’re hoping to go to Canada in the Fall to visit The Mother in Calgary and to go looking for moose and prairie dogs and bears before they go on hibernation. (Yes, I am serious.) We’re also hoping to squeeze in trips to the coast to see whales, and who knows? I might see me a narwhal, if we get far enough north. I do like my narwhals!

And if the Canadian embassy grants me a multiple-entry visa, we’re definitely going to make our way to Cusco in Peru (where I don’t need a visa, mind you). The Husband has been dying to go to the Highest City in the World forever, and his enthusiasm is infectious. We plan to make our way to the salt licks to watch the parrots, and I’m determined to find me some wild alpacas. I can almost see the photos I will be taking!

Initially, I did plan for Europe in 2011, but with Mum in Canada, I had to reconsider. Not that I’m complaining. I’m always happy to go somewhere – anywhere! – new. And who knows? We might’ve saved up for even more traveling by then. Europe could still happen in 2011 – though I’d be happy to wait till 2012, if I have to!

But for now, I’m starting the travel planning early so I can make this trip as cheap-assed as possible. Old habits die hard.

I think I have an abuse problem. The problem is it’s an addiction I can’t afford to sustain, so I just end up frustrated, very unsatisfied, and feeling all too silly. Why, oh why, couldn’t I just have a drinking problem? Instead, I have to be hopelessly fixated on laptops, of all things.

It all started when I bought my first one in 2007 before I left for Thailand. It was a large, bulky thing with a 14-inch screen that I got on a 6-month installment scheme, and I must say that it was definitely the best investment I’ve ever made because it ended up being my meal ticket.

Because I wrote for a living, I loved how I could take it with me everywhere. Eventually, however, the novelty wore off and it weighed me down quite literally. I used to carry all 7 kilos of it in a backpack, and it gave me horrible back and shoulder problems. And because it was a rather tacky brand (the best I could do at the moment), its performance went progressively downhill from day one – enough to be annoying, but nothing to be alarmed about.

I then developed a wandering eye. I would trawl through shops, longingly inspecting sleek, lightweight models with features that made my old, reliable, less-than-a-year-old lappie look like a relic from the ruins of Pompeii. I almost succumbed to the urge to splurge a couple of times, but thanks to the voice of reason (The Fiance’s), I managed to walk away from the shiny, pink Vaios and Macbooks aplenty in Bangkok’s Panthip Plaza.

And so it was that the next few months found me toiling with that laptop and all its familiar quirks – that is, until I managed to save up some money. I somehow convinced myself and The Fiance that I will be a hunchback in a year if I carry on lugging that monstrosity around Southeast Asia. I still couldn’t afford a Macbook, but I could get one of those ridiculously cute netbooks. I then dragged him to Future Park Rangsit one evening where I got one of those oh-so handy Acer Aspire Ones in white.

At that time, they only had the 8GB ones that ran on Linux. If I wanted the ones that ran on Windows XP, I had to wait a couple of weeks until they came in. Looking back, I probably could’ve waited, but with my typical impatience, I reasoned that I’m only going to use it to write and browse, anyway, and I still had “oldie” if I somehow needed to use Windows, so why not? Plus, it was cheaper. And that was how Gretchen (Chin forced me to name it) came into my life.

She didn’t disappoint for a while. With only a 9-inch screen, she was so small and she hardly weighed a thing. I could simply stash her in my purse and forget that she was even there. I bought an 8GB SD memory card to give her a bit of a memory upgrade and found a way to install Firefox 3 so I could browse with a slightly bigger screen, and we were happy. Still, she was nowhere near the Macbook of my dreams, so it wasn’t long before I started to tire of her and her spartan features and to look at the shiny new netbooks available these days with their huge hard drives and prettier colors.

I still have both laptops. Nearly two years old now, the bigger one is running on the dregs of its ancient battery, so it’s not good for traveling anymore. It freezes almost all the time now and crashes when pushed to do too much. It even wheezes like an old person, and if it could speak, I suspect it’ll beg The Fiance (who uses it most of the time) for retirement.

At 7 months old, young Gretchen is really not so young anymore. She has a very temperamental charger that only works when it feels like it. The older one’s charger does work with her sometimes when plugged in the right angle, but I can’t use it too often when “oldie” barely has 2 minutes on its battery. So poor Gretchen is almost always dead these days, and when she is working, she messes up the multiple inboxes I set up on my Gmail because her screen is so little. Not only that, I can’t seem to find the inspiration to write when I use her. She still runs pretty fast, though, which is an upside of her running on a Linux system. Still, I can’t be bothered to sort out her little issues because I do most of my work on my office computer now, anyway, for lack of better options.

So as you probably can tell by now, I am, once again, dying to get my hands on a new laptop. And with a rather healthy statement balance on our joint bank account, it is, indeed, quite a challenging exercise on self-control. After all, I am going to be a very married woman soon enough, so I can’t just be frivolous at a whim anymore.

But hey, that doesn’t mean a girl can’t dream, and this girl is dreaming of a 13-inch Macbook Aluminum.

Or, at least, the Vivenne Tam edition of the HP Mini 1000.

Drat. Where’s that fairy godmother when you need one?

We’ve made some rather serious decisions over the past few days about the life that we’re going live together. Sure, living in the Philippines is easy, but truth be told, it’s almost impossible to make serious money around here. The same goes for the rest of Southeast Asia. So we’ve finally realized (or more accurately, agreed) that if we’re going to have a little nest egg to retire on in 20 years or so, we need to live in the West.

The easiest way would be to get married, of course. Then he can go back to the UK and find work, while I get the proper visas. With any luck, I’ll be in London in 6 months or less. But nothing ever sounds that easy (as if it would be easy to be away from him for months). For one thing, the world economy is in a bad state, so heaven only knows what sort of difficulties a returning British citizen might encounter back home. For another, The Fiance is completely averse to moving back to the UK anyway because Eastern Europeans who work for peanuts are taking the good jobs and all the benefits. We figured the UK would be a last resort.

Instead, we decided not to rely on just one place and weigh our options literally everywhere. Our best chance would be anywhere in the EU, and we’re leaning heavily towards the Netherlands (where my best friend, Kaye is). We also want to look into Canada, Australia, New Zealand, and maybe even the US (though I’m very skeptical about America, to be honest).

So it looks like we’re going to be busy, busy, busy within the next few weeks with assessments and point systems and what-have-yous. We’re also going to start working on the paperwork needed to get married (who knew there would be so many?!?!) so we can do it sometime in March. There’s a lot of uncertainty in the future, but I feel really good knowing that we’re doing something about it.

Wherever we go, I’m going to have to convince The Fiance to part with his gear for a while. It would be much too costly to ship everything out again – a hell of a lot more than the small fortune that we already paid to ship from Bangkok to Cebu. Maybe we can sell them all and just buy new stuff later when we’re more settled, or put everything in self storage – I don’t know yet.

One thing’s for certain: if we’re going to move, we have to be willing to leave a lot of things behind.