It's 9pm and the washer is still spinning. I'm hoping it doesn't break down after a day of abuse. It's currently working on the 7th load and I'm contemplating if I should throw in one final one before I go to bed.
It started with my bedsheets when I got out of bed. The mattress protector went in next, followed by SK's quilt, then quilt cover. After that, I loaded his mattress protector and the sheets. By the time I tossed in YK's quilt, it was already late afternoon.
By evening, the laundry had piled into a humongous heap. That's the one the washer is working on right now.
In between the washes, I swept under the bed, mopped the floor, showered and walked Rusty, dusted the shelves, wiped away cobwebs and washed my car to the beat of Mandarin pop songs in the background. I was fueled by two cups of coffee, one cup of tea, two pieces of tau sar piah, two pieces of peanut pancake and a handful of nuts. Thank goodness we were treated to a nutritious dinner at my parent's house.
Oh, weekend is hardwork! I can't wait to sit in the office tomorrow and get some rest.