Every time I'm here I get the feeling that the only thing that women do in this house is spend time in the kitchen and assuage their children both old and young.
I don't think I can keep doing this!
It's like why are we chopping veg, stirring, soaking and boiling things from morn to evening?
If it was just the women then we'd probably not make so many elaborate meals but it's the men who need to be fed and kids who have different needs and wants that have to be catered and pandered to.
It's quite annoying cuz the weather is anything but kitchen friendly and I feel bored chopping my weight in onions all the time.
All I really want is a nice big sandwich, the kind I make at home but with the limited amount of produce and condiments and styles of bread which is a small toast I am unable to fulfil my fantasy.
Imagine that. Fantasising about bread. How much in touch with reality do I need to get?
On a sweeter note my parents are coming day after and that means I can fuck off from here on 6th.
What does that mean?
A lot more US time!
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