Abound for home.

Their professional nanny thinks I am a little spoilt.

Um..I don't know how to react to that.

She said, light housework is defined accordingly to how the kids are--you basically have to clean up after the kids.

Um, ok lo.

She said I was comparing my expectations to the Singapore standards.

She said that the heavy housework is what the housekeeper does, for maintenance of the household.

Um...

Tell me: how do we define maintenance of the household?

Is the bathroom not an indispensable part?

The kitchen? The living room?

Aiyoh, it is all such a big grey area.

...

I was asking my mum just now (after that comment) if my going home was THE right thing to do.

She told me off.

Why was it not the right thing?

I asked another fellow Singaporean (not an au pair) the same question.

And yes...we all think alike.

Maybe at the end of the day, it all boils down to the expectations we have.

And if my expectations are not in line, and I am feeling exploited, isn't going away the best thing to do?

Why am I hesitating? Just because of a comment that I am spoilt?

Well, so what if I am spoilt?

That is not my problem. That is R's problem.

*whoops* *laughs*

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I am bound to fly next Wed. 950am flight.

I was initially contemplating to really stay till the 14th but the host mum had told me this on Sat "We need you out by 4pm".

Ok. Got it.

It was a hostile tone.

She clarified after that. She said that she just meant she needed the room to be ready.

Whatever it is, I got it.

Will I miss this place?

Um, no.

I will miss the fact that I have been here for so long a time and yet I am going home without having tried anything.

And I will miss the fact that I have made some good close friends here.

I will also miss the fact that I haven't explored the place.

But I won't miss the place.

Because it is a lonely place.

Really. You can think that I am saying it out of spite. But it is a lonely place.

That is the idea I got after my little time here.

And I won't miss it for the fact that it is a lonely place.

A lonely sad and cold place.

With aloof and detached people (for the most part, although there are exceptions of course).

It is not my home.

And it won't be, for now, at least.