The Episode That Keeps Me on My Toes

Being a housekeeper is such tiring job, endless.

It is all begin with the wedding of my cousin which will be hold at April 22nd 2017. Yep, it will be weekend of the family. Since it will be impossible for me to do my weekly laundry as usual, I tried my best and push the schedule up.

At Friday, April 21th 2017 after emptied my schedule, I start my day with doing my daily chores at home, and ended the day with doing laundry which suppose to be at Saturday. It is not an easy job. Just so you know. And for addition I have a cat and 5 kittens to care about while doing all of that shit.

 And D-Day has come. I woke up early, tiding all of things since the wedding would end pretty late. After all, I take a shower and preparing myself aka dolling up. Feeling nervous about everything, I didn’t even realize the time. It’s already 1 PM. And I got yelled up for being so late and make them wait for me.

We arrived at venue after a long and tiring (physically and emotionally) ride. It is tiring because it really takes a lot of time; beside we lost our way etc while on it. And guess what, the groom aka my cousin is still on his way because the traffic jams. We have to wait like almost 30 minutes. After the groom’s entourage arrived at the venue which is the bride’s house, we have to wait another hour.

Both of them, the groom and the bride haven’t ready yet despite the fact that the guests have arrive. After another long wait, the event start at 3.30 PM. As the bride came from a Javanese family, we have to go through such a long opening ceremony for a marriage. The opening ceremony doesn’t ends despite the guests grumble and well I am just too hungry to care about anything else.

And as we finish our meal, we take a photo with the groom and bride. We came to my aunt to congratulate her as her son finally can settle down and saying goodbye. Yes, we need to go home. We touch home down about at 5.40 PM.

As I cleaned my face from makeup, the rest of chores haunts me like crazy L I would like to have a kind of memory lost? LOL. I changed my dress to a comfortable one, and start to work again.

It’s Sunday, and I’m so tired from yesterday. And yet I did my morning ritual as usual. And since I have done my laundry, I want to relax like all day. You know it Sunday, its international time for being lazy etc.

“anterin cucianku ke landromat yang disana po’oh. Cucianku banyak banget, aku males nyuci sendiri” said my dumb ass brother

And I’m feeling wronged, I just as tired as him. And I am wearing comfortable clothes. Which is if I am about to go as his instruction, I have to change my clothes while I don’t even have intention to take shower. And I just don’t want to go outside.

“Ah, anterin sendiri sana” I said

My mom had to come to their second ceremony. Mom leaves me with my little brother and my super little sister at 2 PM. I was enjoying my time when my brother peak through my door and said, “cuciin yah bajuku, aku lagi males nyuci. Bajuku tak rendem kalo gitu” and leave me speechless.

My mind goes blank, and I just moan in despair. The scar on my hand hasn’t healed yet. And now I have to do hand washing with like 10-12 kg worth of laundry. I really wish this shit is just a dirty dream. But nah.

While it getting darker outside, I start to taking care the first floor, and swabbing the kitchen and dining room. Since my kittens roams free around here a lot. And they literally think this area as their bathroom. So no wonder that it’s really takes time.

The hardest part I’ve been experienced while having cat and kittens at home is, when the kittens are a little over than a month old and their mother stops clean after them. And the kittens need to learn how to do their business at litter box. They need to know how and where to take dump etc. And as in the process they do their business literally everywhere. Yup, the hardest part was cleaned after the kittens.

I start doing hand washing after my mom came, and I can’t feel content about the amount. Just think that everything will pass by. I can’t finish all the work, and just go bed. But I woke up early and finish everything and start to clean the litter box.

As I felt extremely exhausted, I became a one day sloth. Everything goes slow. But still, I have already finished my morning chores. And its noon, I am hungry. So I go down to the kitchen, and there’s my mother sitting with her face covered with sweat.

“habis ngapain ma?” asked me, clueless.

She takes a deep breath, and start to curse and nagging like crazy with unpleasing tone. “. . . kamu itu di rumah gak ngapa – ngapain. Rumah berantakan gak dibersihin. Tidur terus. Disini gak di pel. Aku sumpek liat rumah berantakan, jadi aku ngepel. Ga ada gunanya ada anak perempuan dirumah . . .”

I feel so wronged that I came back to my room, not to care about my stomach. Her speech leaves a scar to me. I have done moping kitchen area yesterday along with some other chores. Not to mention about the laundry, this drained me so much. Look like that was nothing...