And knowing me, I wouldn't be inclined to clean up any part of the house except for the places that I spend most of my time in: my room.
But hours before my folks came back, I decided to be a good daughter, and clean up the house so that mom wouldn't need to do any housework when she comes back.
So I started making the beds, sweeping the floor, washing the floor towels, and at the end of it all, I sat in my chair with perspiration dripping down my forehead, feeling proud of myself for doing something good, something thoughtful.
Hmm.. perhaps I should do this more often!
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