Dirty Little Secrets

I am such  a braggart. I remember every time, we housewives of the Danes talk, I am always boasting to be the good, obedient, traditional Asian housewife the world has known.

I claimed to clean the apartment – once a week.  It’s not a lie. I  really do. Or did ( but we’ll get into that later). I vacuumed, wiped, fold, do the laundry. My friends would often say- ‘that’s ok, as long as you are happy doing it’.  I really do not understand how some household chores would make someone happy.  I do it because I wanted to have a clean home and clean clothes -  I guess that makes sense.

I am just happy that the parents in law are not living nearby and Danes are not fond of making surprise visits. Coz if they do, like now, they will certainly see the 4 IKEA blue bags full of dirty laundry, some 2-week old spots on the floor, piled dishes and some others that is certainly not pleasant.

But just when I think I can do all things in my own pace, comes  the technician from TDC my husband has called to check our internet line. And it could be anytime of the day!  I have to get my ass up early in the morning and wear non-rug clothes.  Trying to be human.

And so he came. I thought he will just be quick. But he was trying to check the line! Did I already say that?  And the line comes from the basement, to the 4th floor ,  behind the couch .. BEHIND THE COUCH?! I have not seen that part of the apartment before! We have an enormous, impossible-to-move couch so who would dare to move that ONCE A WEEK!  The technician understood my point, I guess, as he just meekly asked for something to clean it.

I have been sending sms to the husband what’s going on just to keep him updated, including the back of the couch. ‘Agoi!’ he replied, that’s how my dialect will say if there is something wrong.  Not surprisingly, he never had seen that part before.

And oh.. I must continue.. through the couch and behind the fridge.. BEHIND THE FRIDGE?! Who would want to know what’s behind the fridge? Sheessh.. Apparently the technician , as the line went through that nook. We moved it and waalah! -  one could think that it would be his first time to see  a black candy floss.  And oh! there were some dried seeds, dried beans, dried nuts , dried potato skin.. thank god! they are not wet and squishy! I secretly cleaned it when the guy went to the basement.

The shame of a housewife!  That I would always have!  I would always have dishes that stands overnight, 2-week old dirty laundry and secret nooks with dirty little secrets.