I don’t like to sound like I am complaining because I wanted to have this job in the first place and I do really want to keep it.
Teaching is a lot of work. I have a minimal number of classes per week but the amount of work is tantamount to having a 7-5 job. I used to have more classes per week in China but I was always relaxed. I had time for other things like meeting my friends, chatting with my family back home, and partying. Right now it seems that the time I have is just enough for lesson planning and making props. Other tasks like most of the housework are postponed. The pile of clothes waiting to be ironed is incredible… I don’t know if I can ever iron it all to the last piece of clothing.
Hubby understands that since I am now working, he has to help me with the housework and that’s what he is doing but I never dare let him do the ironing (he can’t do it to my standard). I still do the cleaning but at least he tries so hard not to make a mess.
He cooks sometimes. He likes doing it and I let him because he’s a far better cook than I am.
The work brought so much adjustment to our household. I still do most of the work but I noticed that when hubby can help it, he tries to minimize the housework for me.
When I was a little girl, I hated my lips. I always envied those who have thin and cute lips—the kind of lips considered as beautiful in my part of the world. Here, women go as far as pumping up their lips with collagen to make them look full and pouty.