Wanna know a secret? My secret? Well, I don't know if it's a secret persé. My family knows of course. It's difficult to keep a secret from your family, right? At least I can't, I'm a very open person. I can't keep my feelings and thoughts to myself. Although I'm shy too and a true introvert. Especially toward new people. But that's another story.
Still curious what my secret is? OK, here goes. I don't like housework. Sshhh.... As much as I love a clean and tidy home, I hate to vacuum, dust, iron and clean the toilets. Well, it's not so much that I hate to do those things. It's more like I have better things to do, right? But when I'm in the midst of ironing, for example, it's OK. Weird right?
Now that my teenage girls are home from school because of summer break, our house is such a mess. It looks like a bomb exploded. I talked about it with the hubby the other day. "This is what it looks like if I don't do or say anything". He couldn't be bothered. Not really. But it's time to roll up our sleeves and get to tidy up this living room.
So in the coming weekend when everybody is free, we need to pull together and get the clutter under control. Then it's easier to vacuum too.
Now tell me your secret. I'm dying to know and I won't blab about it. Promise, ok?