I woke up and I began to clean the house.
As I finished, the house sparkle. Not even a tiny dust under the chair.
Woah, I was so dang satisfied.
The clothes, one piece by one piece I ironed it and fold it nicely. Perfectly ironed, perfectly folded.
Then I moved to the kitchen to cook.
Damn.. those petai sambal udang is so lipsmackinglicious!
Hub face glitter when he ate dinner, my kids sitting there not moving cos they're too full to move.
I asked them to go and rest, have fun while I clean the kitchen.
That night, the kitchen looked spotless. Woah! Never been so spotless before.
and I woke up.
Yeap, I am only a perfect domestic goddess in my sleep.
p/s: Nearly every night I will dream about this. Cleaning house, cooking, yada yada. Probably I overheard my hub said to himself that day "tomorrow need to clean house... sigh.. the house is so messy" He is so sweet, he didn't say or complaint up until today. But I feel bad, cos yeah I admit. I am very bad at housework..