My family's weird setting has caught up with me; I am now the point person at home. I used to be the one called "boarder" because I was seldom found at home. Now that I have decided to wave the white flag, people at home pounced on me. haha. I just finished washing the dirty dishes, and it seems that there will always be dirty dishes to clean and keep, clean and keep, clean and keep. You keep the dishes only to use them again, and I found it so absurd and necessary at the same time. You can't just leave the washed dishes on the thingamajig, in a few minutes, you will have to keep the dishes on the cabinet.
I used to tell my mom to get out of the house, and let go of her duties as a housewife. But it is today that I realize that once you agree to become domesticated, there is no easy way out. You can become a quasi-housewife, meddling with the business of your hired help, but really, it will become frustrating. Like they say, if you want to get things done, do it yourself.
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