I received a call from PX today at past 2pm, saying that she's unable to come over as her FIL's sent to the hospital and she needed to rush over with his ID. Well, though we're kinda prepared ourselves for such thing to happen since his last admission but I wasn't prepared to hear that she's been unable to find a substitute cleaner for us should her FIL be unable to pull it through, oh dear...
Unable to bear the sight of the pile, I decided to shorten Renee's practice and tackled the ironing. Before I knew it, 1 chore leading to another and I had mopped the floor, washed the toilets by the time I needed to give Renee a shower. Now my back's aching like mad, perhaps I shouldn't have been so ambitious about tidiness/cleaniness, but who could stand a dusty and untidy home? not me... :(
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