I may have written earlier that I'm looking forward to each new day, but to tell you the truth, I ain't looking forward to Christmas. It's only three weeks away and I freak out thinking of the amount of Spring Winter cleaning I have to do.
I only have 24 hours a day and I spend 20 hours working my butt off and my fingers to the bone and four hours is left for sleeping. Seriously, sht also no time. Can I cut down anymore on my sleeping hours? I think I'll die pronto.
Sometimes I wonder if my time management is THIS bad. Or is it because I really have more than my share (and other people's share) of work to do.
Each Christmas, I'd have to do a major clean up, because I don't want my parents to lose face when relatives and friends come a visiting. If I lived in my own house, I wouldn't even bother opening the door to these people.
I probably should get a maid but no sane maid would work in a house with two snarling, biting monkeys.
And I see myself complaining twice as loud (because there will be double the housework) when Chinese New Year is around the corner.
I only have 24 hours a day and I spend 20 hours working my butt off and my fingers to the bone and four hours is left for sleeping. Seriously, sht also no time. Can I cut down anymore on my sleeping hours? I think I'll die pronto.
Sometimes I wonder if my time management is THIS bad. Or is it because I really have more than my share (and other people's share) of work to do.
Each Christmas, I'd have to do a major clean up, because I don't want my parents to lose face when relatives and friends come a visiting. If I lived in my own house, I wouldn't even bother opening the door to these people.
I probably should get a maid but no sane maid would work in a house with two snarling, biting monkeys.
And I see myself complaining twice as loud (because there will be double the housework) when Chinese New Year is around the corner.
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