Welcome to another session of my freewriting. You can skip reading this if you get bored by the contents. I'm fine with it, I know that this is going to be boring but just for the sake of beating procrastination, I'll still do this. It will be my great pleasure if you could read this until the end.
Today, I hid in the guest room for half a day. There's quarterly maintenance for air conditioners at home and in the office. They will pull out the air conditioners one by one and clean them in the garage. The AC at the guest is not yet included to be cleaned for today's schedule, so I'm safe to hide there.
Do you know why I'm hiding?
That's because of Madam's strict protocols on Aliens. Yes, we call outsiders, "Aliens". I don't know why it is called that way. Madam is the one who initiated it. Maybe, just for fun. She said it's better to overreact than to be careless. So yeah, I'm overreacting right now. They're outsiders, anyway. No one knows if they're carriers of the virus. Just to be safe, I'll distance myself, as far as I can.
This room has a mirrored wall because Madam likes it that way. She wants to see her aged beauty everywhere she goes around the house. She got a huge mirror facing her at her study table. She got a huge mirror in the bathroom. She got a mirrored sliding door in her room. She got a mirrored wall facing her also in the dining room. Even at the main entrance of her home, when you get in, you'll immediately notice the wide mirror above a small table with her imported figurine display.
She said she's not beautiful but she wanted herself to be presentable in front of her clients, and her time is valuable. So when she wants to check her looks, she wants to do it fast. That's the idea comes, wherever she turns, there's a mirror available. I don't believe that she isn't beautiful, though. No one will be considered beautiful in the world if she's ugly. Honestly, she really is. At her age, she could beat me in having fair skin. She even looks like 50 though she is already 72 years old.
Back to where am I now...
I stand there in front of the mirror for a few minutes, checking myself from head to toe. They're right, I look fatter now. My face is more rounded, and I can see my belly slightly bulging in my jogging pants. I don't have any clean pajamas left because I haven't washed my laundry since it's still raining here. I wear my jogging pants instead because I can't bear the cold.
I check my weight on a weighing scale and it stops at 46 kilos. Oh well, I gained 2 kilos within this month. Maybe, that's because I'm exercising anymore. I just love to sit and lean on the couch every time I have a break time. I don't know but I'm so delighted with this news. Other girls would go on a diet just by seeing belly folds on their stomach, though not all.
I never have a belly fold in my stomach before. I grow up having a thin body, like a walking stick. My mother would even call me a skeleton every time I came home every month from work because I'm far away back then in our area. Some would say, the winds could blow me away so I should wear some thick clothes for resistance. This would be my greatest achievement in my body so far. I'm getting healthier now, the only problem left is my sleeping habits. I'm currently working on it.
They're gone after lunch and I can finally get out of this room. I'm freaking hungry, LOL. It's already 1 pm when they finally left.
I'm ending also this article because I know you might fall asleep while reading this if this goes on much longer. Sorry for this nonsense, I just can't think right today. Maybe because my hunger passed by its meal time and it digest air instead. Then the air goes to my brain and this is the result. LOL.
Anyways, thanks for being with me to those people who are still reading this up to this point. Let me just add some tokens of appreciation to your wallet for enduring to read this boring blog.
Here's a reward to the first reader.
If someone told me don't read, then I'll read HAHHA just like when someone told me not to look, then I'll look. LOL