It was a Sunday, he finally invited you to his house...you told yourself "phew finally!" In excitement you put on a smashing overly decent dress, make up was a thug of war between your usual and low key....you didn't want to go looking desperate nor shabby. Finally you're ready. You got there....you were offered food by his mum who the whole time was just watching you. You accepted the food so they wouldn't think you were proud even if you know you're proud. You finished the food without exactly tasting it because your mind kept racing up and down....wondering if you were even eating right. You felt a bit relaxed as they were all laughing and gisting...so you volunteered to clear up and do the dishes, you saw the surprise on his face because he knows you hate doing the dishes and, but you gave him that "I have got it" smile. Mama tries to stop you but the oversabi in you says "no mama it's okay." You started cleaning and washing and just as you were about to begin rinsing, the pile of breakable plates somehow managed to land on the terrazzo floor. All shattered, quite a loud thud and he rushes in.... you couldn't decide if to cry or just start cleaning up. Mama walks in and she won't shout, she can't even if she wanted to...It was Sunday lunch...they were her favourite. You began to pick the pieces while mumbling something that ought to sound like an apology. He joins you...the tears threatened to come but you quickly advised yourself. Mama is just silent....heart broken if you may. She kept looking as he took the pieces away....you tried to drop the spoons and forks that survived and opened a drawer hoping to find a rack and alas right in front of you.... You're staring at the dish washer!!!! Mama was just looking at you and all you can ask yourself.....now, na who send me this work? Society's expectations, up bringing or just an over dose of oversabi? ? ? ?
Anyways you felt better when you were leaving because you took a mental note of every brand name and design and thank God they were IKEA.....oh and thank goodness Mama's birthday is next Saturday. IKEA....I see you.
Random musings.
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