this is one of my bad habit. i love to collect my dirty underwear and wash it once when i run out of it. sometimes it can be up to until 3 weeks. luckily i have tons of it. lucky. or maybe i should try to go until i don't have one. it must be great to go to school, teaching without wearing a bra. imagination running wild. hehe.
when i was left alone like this, i usually love to do house chores. growing up by a housewife mother, i don't have a lot of chance to do it. mum usually the one who keep the house clean. make sure the food is ready for us to eat whenever we feel like one. when i was 17, she fell sick and unable to do it. i took her place to be the house mother. i learn how to cook, wash, iron and everything. it was so hard at first. but eventually i learnt. i secretly love it. it's like the only moment that i feel like a real lady. yeah, i know. surprise.
up until now, i love to do it secretly. especially when i'm alone like this. i will clean the house, do my laundry, cook and rearrange everything. life as a teacher won't give me time to do it daily. i always busy with school and nap. hehe. so weekend is my only chance to keep my room spotless. people used to think that i have a messy room. but they are wrong. to me room is my sanctuary. i change my bed sheet once in two weeks. i always make sure that my things are on it usual place. i fold my clothes neatly and put it in my drawer. my wardrobe always smells like spring and everything hang nicely. i love to keep it that way. it'll make easier for me to find things whenever i need it.
i like to cook because i love to eat. and i love the joy feeling whenever i heard people compliment my cook. what i love the most is, when he gives marks and comments to my cook. i love to see the smile on his face whenever he was happy eating. i always make sure that people will finish up my cooking because i hate left over. i won't eat it the next morning and i won't reheat it. i don't like reheat food and i refused to serve one. i'd rather throw it away and cook the new one. bad. very bad habit.
what i hate the most is washing the dish. when i'm at my parents, my dad will do it for me. and here, budak kecik will do it for me. i don't know why i hate it so much. i guess i just don't like the rough feeling on my hand. just last wednesday, amoi, budak kecik and me compared our hands. turn out that my fingers and nails is the least cuticle one. isn't that great? at least my reluctant to dishwashing paid of. i wish my guy will buy a dishwasher machine when i married later so i can keep this young soft hands. wishing. wishing.
tolong cari kan saya suami yang rajin cuci pinggan.
