Yesterday, I had a house cleaning session for 3 hrs straight.
Cleaned the kitchen, second master bedroom, medium rooms, toilets, balconies and last the living room.
I've always kinda thought the house was pretty small by my standard comparing to my house at home, but cleaning alone, waa, b said she hav respect for me.
Actually, she didnt know me well enuf that I dun complain that much, which doesnt mean I dun actually do a lot of work, just in my opinion, complains are merely one person of saying that they feel overwhelmed, and I've heard enuf to stop complaining to others, anyway, wat's the use of complaining when nobody's gonna solve my problems. Waste all the diamonds coming out from my mouth only.
Like wat I said, I cleaned the place, left only my room havent cleaned. Too tired to think and work, legs seem to hav a polio-like syndrome, plus the hands are so sore, I can barely lift the buckets and mops.
During the nite, I woke up in the middle of my sleep and I was soaking in my pj. Seems like the heat monsoon is in.
This morning, woke up with backache. Everything about my back is sore.
I swear to myself, after this, I'm gonna earn so much, I'm gonna hire maids just to take out the garbage.
Now, I'm still at office typing this update as I waited for my ache to subside.
Received an sms frm a friend saying she's gonna get married early of March, 2007.
Good for her, hope she'd found a reason worth settling down for the rest of her life, cos for me, marriage is a sentence. It's not cheap and high maintenance, if one is ready for it, they hav more courage than me. Plus, richer too.
Nat's getting bored again in Singapore, I wish I can tell her to hav fun being single and all the perks that goes with it, but some ppl hav to hav somebody else to trigger them to be happy. She'll hav to learn that nobody can make her life interesting but herself, same for being happy or not bored. Everything is self taken initiative, guess she gotta learn.
Tis weekend I'm going back for Chinese New Year for a long break, coming back after nearing 2 weeks.
Cant wait for reunion, but somehow dread it. Dun ask me why or what, I hav no explanations myself.
Perhaps I'm thinking when I come back, there's gonna be more work at off waiting for me, or that house needs another few mopping rounds and that I need to ask somebody to come and fix the curtain, make the curtains, get a bedroom set..I guess I just dread moving into the new house.
It seems like a big space just for me.
When living alone, seems like it's manageable, but when having a whole plc by myself, the echo seems louder than usual.
Sure I miss home, but I know my life is not there at the current moment, that I still hav lots to do before I can retire and put down that load behind my back.
I dun really know why I must load myself with so many thoughts, but I guess it's the way I'm being brought up, sometimes I feel, am I one of the last remaining generations that seems to think that u-gotta-suffer-while-u-still-can-so-u-can-hav-a-better-future?
Guess there are loads of fossils like me out there, most of em quietly doin their work, not complaining cos it's getting nowhere and there are still loads to do and there are mouths to feed.
The last part makes me feel glad that I hav only myself to care for at the moment, well, till next year.
I might just do a brangelina and adopt..another tortoise.
Labels: Daily, Happenings, Pain, Self-Dissect
posted by M.E. # 7:44 PM