i derive pleasure from doing housework.
when i woke up this morning, i felt so lethargic and all i wanted to do was to go back to sleep. however, i felt bad because i knew that i shouldn't pig my weekends away like i had been doing for the previous few weekends. so i gathered all my energy to drag my lazy self out of bed, and then carried all the books and notes to the living room, in hope that the hard wooden chairs would not do as good a job at making me fall asleep as the bed could. however, after a long while of staring blindly at these boring black-and-white pages of paper, i gave up and decided to do some housework, go grocery shopping and cook lunch instead. and guess what? i felt so much better!
haish i am such a housewifey cat!
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