#030726

I was wheeling myself to the bathroom to pee, and I realized my back felt okay-ish so I decided to shower. When I sat on my shower chair, I was overcame with surprise at the sight of a shiny, rust-free, sleek, brand new tap. The old tap had been leaking for a couple weeks. I thought about the water bills every time I saw the water dripping. Mom had to put a bucket under the tap so the water wouldn't have gone to waste. She poured the water in the bucket to the bak mandi whenever it was half full. I don't worry about the water bills anymore. Now I worry about my long nails that I've been putting off to trim.

The old tap was finally replaced after 11, 12 years since the bathroom was built. I remembered we replaced the bathroom door last year, or early this year, too. One day this won't be the same house. Theseus's ship kind of situation. I'm in bed. My skin is so dry, but I ran out of body lotion and I haven't received my allowance. I want to eat yamie. My back muscles are tense and pulsing. Wonder what I'll be doing with Juno later tonight.