I’ve become that person!

The day started off with me saying  “shit I over-slept” while I looked into my phone with one eye open to see the time at way past 8 AM. I figured there is no point fussing over the time lost and instead of racing into the bathroom to make up for it, I decided to call Bigshot out of his sleep as it’s already his turn to wake up and went and sat on the dining table to start writing. Yes that’s right! I sit on my dining table to write even though we have a perfectly comfortable study table. Also, we eat our food most of the days on the floor in the living room because it’s more fun like that. There are many things we do in this household that may not be approved by the standard norm but, ah well, who makes the rules anyway.

But somehow when it comes to the kitchen and bathroom, I become a control -freak. I’ve a set of rules and set of places for each and everything in both the places. Right after cleaning the bathroom or on any normal day for that matter, when Bigshot goes to the bathroom, just minding his own business, I’ll have some concerns about everything he is doing in there . And what I exactly do at that moment is imagine him creating a havoc and misplacing everything and spilling water and his trimmed stumble hair all over the wash basin. That’s when I start shouting out advices and reminders on where to put back what and how to organize everything according to its original place. I sometimes overhear my mouth saying “Pee properly” or “Trim the beard standing directly on to the drain” and feel a sense of shame for a fraction of second only to bounce back to my normal self. The person that I’ve become after running my own house is something Bigshot has seen transforming right in front of his eyes, only to  understand and nod along to everything I say and do what he is supposed to, for my sake. I don’t know when he is going to figure this all out as a useless work and start spitting toothpaste all over the bathroom mirror for his mere fun. Oh that’s a horrific imagination. I’m taking it back.

But what bums my mind even further is the fact that I’m not supposed to feel over-protective about the kitchen and instead be that kind of person who is ready to share the kitchen with everyone and start cooking together without obsessing over where each and everything is supposed to go and not worry about it for the entire day if it’s in a wrong place. Yes I’ve become that person in the course of the past one year. One day for example, I was feeling extremely sick that I couldn’t even carry my whole body around the house and Bigshot decided to step up and make the entire dinner all by himself. He took me to our room, made me lie down, swaddled me with layers of blankets, threw fluffy pillows all around me and asked me to sleep while he made the dinner. The whole thing felt heavenly at that moment as I lied on the bed comfortably and when my feet was about to write down a thank you note to my brain for the whole idea of taking rest that’s when my brain showed his true face to become the horrible villain of the story we always figure out in the end and started distracting me with the things that’s happening in the kitchen without my presence. I heard the first commotion from the kitchen when Bigshot was trying to take a vessel out of the compartment and in my mind, I imagined him breaking two vessels in the process and forgetting where to keep it back once it was done. I said no to myself imagining and becoming that person and shut my eyes tightly to sleep because believe it or not my body was craving for it. My eyes opened again when I heard the blender’s sound and I hoped he would clean it afterwards on those lines around it, otherwise the food gets stuck there. By the time dinner was ready, I hadn’t closed my eyes for the whole time and my legs tore the thank you note into bits and instead started sending an abusive note to my brain for its utter lack of corporation.
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Now I for once cannot imagine some strangers buying the grocery I need and giving it to me at my door. I need to touch and feel the vegetables and fruits I’m buying, I need to see the expiry date and brand of the yogurt I’m buying, the color of the spices and even the frikkin’ softness of the tissue paper!! It’s impossible for me to try online shopping like most of them does nowadays and instead I’ll become that churlish aunty who will get offended if you get her a completely different brand of mango pickle from what she usually purchases and start questioning your integrity towards the pickle lovers community. Y’know what I’m saying!

But I don’t worry about it too much, as with time we will evolve and hopefully I’ll too. For now, we eat our meals on the floor while watching our favorite show on Netflix and I continue writing my rants while sitting on the dining table. Now that’s something, isn’t it? Good day/night to all of you 🙂 Hope you guys have a fantastic weekend!