Someone has been making breakfast for me.. and this morning it is eggs sunny side up, sauteed cheese sausages and a nice hot cuppa coffee. And our friend refused to let me wash up, shooing me to go take a shower and doll up for work.

I is so loved.

I feel so fortunate to have someone who is not a “you must stay home to cook and wash, woman!” MCP. I feel fortunate because I have the choice to work or not to. I am like an unbridled horse and I think I will feel very suffocated if I am told that I can’t work or can’t do this or that.

I feel fortunate that I am doted on and given lots of space and freedom to do whatever I want. Although I feel that I am being spoilt silly - it’s a nice warm fuzzy feeling, I will never take it for granted. I am grateful for what I am blessed with and try to count my blessings whenever I can.

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The boys have been ribbing him for “spoiling the market”.

Eh, don’t kechow lah! Here, go pick up tips from this chap who seems to have seen the light.

*giggles*