AAARRGH!!!

I found out last night that our plan to go back to Manila next month might not push through because we won't have a room to go back to. As I've mentioned before, my mother-in-law is renovating the house which began December last year. I was hoping that by next month, we would be able to go back because Nikki has been somewhat restless here. Zamboanga is not really a very big city and there's only so much you could do here. So, since last month, he has been asking me when we were going to fly back to Manila. I understand his frustration and his desire to do different activities (which we usually do in Manila) and I planned for us to go back in June, around the second week (together with my mom and dad who are planning a trip there). So, when we left Manila last March 17 to come here for the summer, I thought that it would be all right to go back after more than 2 months of renovative work. But now, I'm told that instead of having 2 rooms (one for the boys and one for Ruther and me), there will be NO room for us done then! That really bummed me out. I mean, how long does it take to construct a room? And this has been ongoing since December!! I know, I know, I'm venting. But NO ROOM?!?! Where are we supposed to sleep? Not even ONE room? I feel very very frustrated. Because I really don't like it when plans don't fall into place, because Nikki will have to endure staying here longer (and keep on asking me when we were FINALLY going to ride the plane) and because we were supposed to have a room a looong way back!! You see, the original renovations were supposed to be done by Ruther and me because we wanted to have an extra room for the boys (we used to sleep together in one room, as is the common thing here in the Philippines when the kids are very young). We wanted to have a room extension, just one and when we told Ruther's parents about this, it became a BIG Project for the whole house. We don't mind the Big Project actually. We think that the house is going to look wonderful after everything's done. But again, NO ROOM???!! You understand my frustration? Sigh. Sometimes I wish I had those huge punching bags so I could let out a bit of steam.

Where oh where did my room go?