For four years or so, I have lived my life like a robot, I ate,slept,worked, then back again, well, a little party here and there and a few hang overs sparked up an almost sedentary life every once in a while, thanks to insomnia and free booze from my friends, sorry I was always broke hehe..

My day would consist of late lunches, too much coffee, those handy karimans off mini stop for dinner, a shout from a prick for a boss, a rush from all the work load, a much needed cig stick after a long day, or should I say night.. then crashing to my bed at noon.. waking up at some days to pay for bills I dreaded paying coz it pretty much takes a big chunk off my pay but I needed to deal with anyway.

Let's just say, it was all about surviving and not living, but then again, I loved working, there's a certain high in accomplishing something at the end of the day, of knowing you are going to get payed by doing something you're good at, and you're not depending on someone to put food in your hungry mouth, I have always been independent and self sufficient that I once swore that I will never be a housewife, never.

Again, I was wrong.. it was hard at first, very hard. Chris had to teach me some stuff that a woman is supposed to know like how to iron clothes.. hehe... it wasn't the learning process that was hard, it was the unlearning; from the things I was used to doing to something else. Learning is always good

Well, after a few months of being my husband's housewife... let's say I am transformed to a real one now..   I can't stand a messy table anymore, dishes needs to be washed right away, no socks on the couch (we got a new one hehe) and all those scary stuff that wives do.. hahaha!

It's a pure choice, nobody bosses me around to clean the house.. blame it to my new found OCD.. ouch.. it's getting worse..

But what makes it all so fulfilling is when Chris comes home and hugs me and says "don't wash the dishes,i'll do it, just sit down and relax..you deserve it.." uh! what more can I ask? and he's got my favorite shrimp popcorn of course...

I'm gonna look for a job this month, I wonder what it's gonna be like to work again... as for now, I love taking care of the man who loves to take care of me..