On working hard. (Post 19)

Most days I work a lot. I just can't sit still (except when I am meditating) or idle away time. It has become such an ingrained part of my personality that I don't even notice it. It is only when someone points it out that it hits home as to how hard-working I really am. Especially if that someone pointing it out, happens to be your fifteen year old son.

I had just cooked an elaborate Chinese three course meal. It turned out really well. ("Maaa, this is even better than the stuff at Mainland China", both my kids exclaimed, which is the ultimate compliment when it comes to Chinese cooking). I felt pleased as I had spent quite a lot of time in the kitchen making this, and it indeed had been a lot of work. (Like the protagonist in my book Tea for two and a piece of cake, I too have a done a certificate course in cooking).

A picture of the stuff I cooked

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Now, the one thing that I detest is a messy kitchen (or a messy home for that matter). So I asked my son to help me clear up.

There was stuff to be put away, stuff to be put for washing, table-mats to be put away, plates to be cleared. And finally the table had to be wiped clean.

My son, after a hearty meal, was feeling lazy. But of course I recruited him into 'The task of clearing up'.

'Okay--now put these plates for washing. Okay, now put away the mats. Okay--I have transferred the leftovers into smaller bowls--can you put them in the fridge?' I issued the orders like a General in the army, and he followed like a faithful soldier.

Finally he groaned 'Maaa--why do you always have to be so hardworking?'

After a stunned silence, I burst out laughing, and then told him I am definitely blogging about this.
:-)

Honestly--what choice did I have? :-) 

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