But, it is 12.10pm now and time to get some lunch from Cafe Latiff Ibrahimm. Heh, been away from the office for a week and its been great. The training was great, the foods, location and everything. Going back home at 4.30 : on first day done with cleaning up bedrooms and reading corner of the house + made cucur, second day : some groceries shopping fried some nuggets and keropok, third day : take a nap + bought roti canai, fourth day : some me-time at 1U and Jusco was having makeover sale whereby the cleaned up all items..
On normal non-training day:going back on average at 6.30pm, tapau some snacks at fastest rate (packed nasi lemak, foods from marts), take the kids from school, and struggling in between watering plants, adik's screaming while I take out all bags from car, less than 5mt bathing, Faris and adik yak yak (habit once back from school surely yak yak), perform Maghrib, BF, prepare snacks and while done with all these, its already passed 8.30 and need to cook dinner really fast. Thats why by the time I finish eating (only the meal but not the cleaning up, plus additional mess from the dinner), I will be helpless and nothing I can do but sleep. Wake up at odd hour, thank god if I can wake up at 12 midnite to clear the kitchen, swap and mop etc etc etc, prepare adik's food... I feel relief if I can go back to sleep at 2 am.. Credit must be given to beloved H of course by usually clearing up a lil ie: clean up Adik's high chair, wash cloth, swap the floor, fold cloth, get the kids to sleep.
Okay I think this pregnancy hormone makes me feel more jiwang to H nowadays. And I think he lookshandsome now.. kekekek.. pls do that eeeuwwww, ohh pleeasseee..
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