There's a universe and I'm sure I'll find it someday where 9 'o' clock means 8:45.
Case in point my overzealous and exceptionally friendly and efficient ayi who very kindly lends her help in cleaning my domus every Wednesday and she has been slowly preponing her timings to the point that now she has started reaching my home fifteen minutes prior to the decided time and even though I'm not complaining this does lead to a few complications.
The last time when she had reached similarly early I was still in my bath, rinsing my hair when the door bell rang and there was only so much I could before slapping a bathrobe about my person and toweling my limbs, shampoo still stuck in my hair and a beaming ayi on the door step.
I have no problems with her arriving early in fact I welcome it because that'll make me free a lot earlier thus giving me ample time to carry on with activities that I am unable to partake in on Wednesday's like working out .
I end up gong for a run in the morning (blast it) because there won't be any exercising that day and the situations becomes a little less affable with the approach of winters.
Right, so morning and the sounds of vacuum drown the melodious Raaga's playing in the background.
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