1. Agreeing with her other half (not a cutsie term for ‘boyfriend’, but the other psychological half of Weiling bound by the inertia of her massive bottom) to go for a morning jog (the only time she would jog because the jogging path outside my window is shielded from the fire-breathing sun then)
2. Returning drenched in perspiration hence feeling lighter and justified to have another binging session should Ly invite her to dinner at his place(no more lunches because Ly resumed lessons at NIE today)
3. Taking a shower cum washing her toilet while her hair soaks in mint Shampoo/Conditioner
4. Using Biore’s Men’s Facial Wash (mint too)
5. Using The Original Mint Showergel mixed 1:3 with newly-bought Dettol soap (I bought a small bottle of the foul-smelling bodywash over the weekend in the hypochondriac expectation that it will kill all the white-patches-and-wart-producing germs that I bring up from the swimming pool and while doing any other health-benefiting exercise in public areas)
6. Hanging about her room clad in my underwear doing all sorts of healthy and clean things that decent girls do in the privacy of their rooms
7. Finally completing her Quiet Time in the morning, and not just before she sleeps (a result of the day’s activities and procrastination) when she usually dozes off while praying
8. Skipping breakfast by virtue of all these happy distractions and having an early lunch instead – simply the delusion of having had 2 meals in one, and hence saving herself some calories while not having officially missed a meal
9. Updating her blog while having a Sunday-cooked-but-today-microwaved-to-reheat brunch, which removes some guilt of making her faithful blog-readers visit my page regularly and finding nothing new
10. Enjoying the prospect of having some more time between lunch and her first tuition session today at 3pm to complete some other household chores which she absolutely loves to get done, not to do: cleaning windows, ironing clothes (To my future husband, I don’t enjoy ironing, so get wrinkle free shirts in the future or be a PE teacher) and changing her bedsheet
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