Ironing Day

Today is the 2nd time that I ironed clothes since the marriage. I felt as if I have accomplished something. If you have known me well enough, you prob know why I said that. I never like to iron clothes and almost all my life, clothes are ironed by mom and dad and darling. So why did i do it today... oh well, the pile is getting higher and higher that the basket is not able to contain anymore. We have been kind of tired these few weeks and we never seems to be doing housework fast enough to rest before the next batch comes along. Poor dear seems to be ironing clothes every few days but the pile somehow doesn't seem to be getting lesser. So today, yours truly decided to help out and I got to say that even though i didn't manage to iron every single pieces, but I did at least ironed about 80% of the pile, only leaving the pants for dear to iron as I am really bad at those.

Dear fell sick and having fever. Seen doc, took medicine and have a day of mc to rest at home today. Poor thing, his body must have go on strike due to the stress and workload he faces at work everyday. Shortly after his medication, the body "commanded" him to sleep and he has been sleeping for the past 3hrs, must be real tired. Cooked fish porridge and waiting for him to wake up to eat.