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  • Wednesday, March 07, 2007

    Cleanliness is Next to Godliness



    I'm getting old.

    I know this because yesterday night, for no apparent reason, I had the sudden urge to clean the house. And I'm not saying like putting-dishes-away kind of cleaning. Out-of-the-blue, I scrubbed the whole kitchen down with kitchen cleaner and disinfectant and brushed the tiles like my sanity depended upon spotless tiles.

    And then I rearranged the things around the kitchen counters and put away appliances that we seldom use.

    ... And after that, I scrubbed the bathroom down till it looked like a hospital lavatory (less Malaysian public types... more privately-owned Singaporean type).

    So yeah, I do feel some odd sense of achievement or pride (and disgust). I mean, I wasn't really brought up to clean alot. I think what really characterizes my childhood is SPOILT. I never had to do dishes or help with laundry. I never had to clean my school shoes. I didn't even have to stack the books on my desks neatly cos "Kak" always did it for me. Basically, from the time I wake up, everything was done for me - breakfast was ready, my uniform ironed and on the front of my wardrobe (with badge and name tag already pinned on it), my lunchbox prepared. And even while waiting for the bus, someone opened the gates for me. Coming home, I just leave dirty clothes on he floor and they would magically disappear. Meals were always ready (and if I wanted a snack, I could always ask for it) and everything was just so prepared for me...

    Looking back, that is messed up. I mean, I love my parents and I think they did a good job and everything but really, it's hard to do "housework" when you aren't really trained to do it your whole life. Everyone knows you pick up/learn easily when you're young and if you consistently do it, you get more efficient and you build up habits. Seriously, if I was given more responsibility as a kid, I don't think cleaning would be as much a dread as it is now.

    It's kind of paradoxical. I am so used to clean but terrible at cleaning. I guess when no one else is doing it for me, it just gets stressful and I do find myself in a bad mood when stuff aren't in the right order (yes yes, anal retentive =P)...

    But anyway, I'll post up pictures later.

    sin was obviously very bored at 10:07 AM

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