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This blog was opened by me, Diana to accomodate my life's daily, meaningful journeys. Because life itself is the precious gift everyone could experience. My life story begun 21 years ago, but I'm starting a new chapter in my life all over again, as i gracefully become a mrs to a wonderful man of my life.
" Sometimes the best gift comes in really surprising packages. "
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Friday, December 3, 2010 8:41 AM
Doing chores...
Since no one's home to take care of grandpa, this past one month has given me a taste of being a housewife. I remember wayyyyy wayyyy back during friendster season, I said ' I cook, I clean, I promise to be home by 7 everyday'.Now, I REALLY cook and clean and be home by 7 everyday.
OMG, here's my little complain.
I think big houses are realllllly hard to maintain.
Can you imagine vacumming the whole house alrd took me an hour.
And that doesn't include the rooms.
And then the mopping is also an issue. I don't know how you mop the floor, but my mom said I should do it twice. One with the floor detergent and the second time without, just plain cold water. So that's like... 3 hours plus for the whole process. What a workout.
And now, the more I think about it, the more glad I am for sucha humble, small future apartment. Though Z and I will fight for areas to let our creative interior minds speaks when we pick the design. Mine's white organic. His.. so bachelor apartment. Hehehe. I'm definitely taking the balcony, kitchen and 2 powder rooms. OK? :D
And then cooking time, is a headache. One doesn't eat yesterday's freezered food, the other eats that. Then there's one who I wouldn't know if she's gonna hv dinner at home at all. So, what do I do? I just cook what's in the fridge. I like to clear the fridge so when mom comes home she'll hv a whole new fridge space for her kurmas and zamzam, gula tarik and her toffeenut candies.