I'm Not Angry.

Something's wrong. It doesn't take CSI kinda guy to know it. I've got piles and piles of bills in the mailbox and they are pretty soaked up good. The floors are dusty, the furniture hasn't been dusted for weeks and the kitchen is slightly better than Falujah after the car bomb. Obviously someone has been trying very hard to be Nigella. I try calling up the housekeeper but she isn't in the right mood to answer my calls. I am not angry. I'm just a little tired after the long flight home and now I've got a major cleaning up to do. I'd better do it now or else this is gonna come to me in a bad dream and I ask you again, what could be worse than to wake up at 4 in the morning to sweep, dust, mop and go back to bed pretending as if I've never left the house to be cared for by a woman who said she could do it for me for RM500.00. I paid good money and all I got is a house full of dust, potato chips, wrappers, plastics, straws, messed up kitchen, dirty bathroom and an empty fridge. Good thing there's no human body parts in there cut up into eleven pieces.

No, I'm not angry. I'm just a little tired but I've gotta clean the house before I go to bed.

And so I start with the kitchen since this is where everything begins. And for me, it's the heart of the house. After this it's gonna be the living room. Gotta sweep off the dust real good before mopping it up with the chemical, and turn on the fan full blast so it will dry up in time before I can do the upstairs. And then I gotta dust and wipe the furniture. I reckon this is gonna take about 2 hours. I'd better start now.

It's good to be home. Of course it would be better if it's a clean home. But I am not complaining. I'm not angry. I don't think it's a good idea to be angry or annoyed at anyone at 2.30 in the morning. Everyone has a reason for doing what they do. I'll deal with the agent first thing in the morning.