Small Argument

Just recalled a small argument I had with the hubby over the weekend.

As usual, he had to work on the Saturday while I stayed at home to do my share of housework. At night when we came back from dinner and stepped into the bedroom, he started to make small comments that I was a lazy pig cos' I didn't make the bed.

Wait a minute. There's one thing I wanna stress. I'm one person who enjoys doing stuff I love to do, and when comes things which I don't, I tend to procrastinate and do a slipshod work. And making bed is something which I hate. That's why I love staying in hotels. Cos' you can mess up the bed anyhow you like and leave the room in the morning, but by evening, your bed is already nicely made up and it's time to mess it up again. Haha.

At home, it's a different story. The hubby knows how much I hate making bed. So he's always the one making the bed in the morning. When's he's outstationed, the bed is often left untouched from the morning till night and only tidied the morning he's back. Haha.

Anyway, we squabbled for a while and finally it went:

Me: Why need to make the bed in the morning when you will mess it up at night again? It's so troublesome right? I juz find it stupid wasting time to pull the sheet and adjusting the huge-ass size comforter lor.

He: "Ok lor. If that's your lame excuse. Then why you wanna eat? The next day you have to shit also what?"

Me: .....