At this current moment..

There are lot of useless things which happens and a very few are note worthy. Some of those 

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At 5 PM, there comes a knock at door. I went to open. Blessed with a friend of Dewy asking " Is Dewy there?" 
Yes, she is.
"Can you ask her to open door?"
Puzzled.. " Door is already open,  will call her"
"No, I want her to open door. I have a surprise."
"You mean , you want me to close and ask her to open?" 
"This is her house, she should open".. comes the reply

Yeah, I just clean house, cook food and pay rent. Why bother!!!


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Sunday Morning:

Me: Planning to do tomato rice for lunch
Dewy: I don't like it
Me: Does that matter?
Dewy: I want peas place.
Me: This isn't restaurant. Can't cater to different needs
Dewy: Where am I asking different things. Just replace Rice of the day from Tomato Rice to Peas Pulav.

Do I dare to talk more. Nope


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There was a scheduled power outage last week Tuesday and Dewy got over excited at the prospect of not having to log in into school email in morning to study. She promptly mailed her teachers and excuse letter and told her friends that she can't "Hangout" in the morning stating this reason.

By 5ish in evening, the company decided to move the repairs to another day. Dewy was so saddened by this news. But decided to utilize her already provided permission to enjoy. She rebelled saying that she doesn't want to login because her friends would thinks she is a fiber. 

The morning on Tuesday was no easy feat to convince this madam to get on to school google classroom to start her day

All through she kept muttering about how bad our electrical company was for not keeping word after they promise something. šŸ¤¦‍♀️

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