In some parts of the world, it is still Sunday, it is still the third day of Lunar New Year and it is still Valentine’s Day so Happy Sunday, Happy LNY and Happy Valentine’s Day!

Finally the craze of preparation and entertainment is over for me. Every second day of LNY, I prepared all the food and drinks while my in laws use my place to entertain their relatives while my little family visit my parents. Did I mention I hate this arrangement?

It would be easy if I just prepare ingredients for hotpot but then we still have Covid around and I didn’t want to appear in the news for aiding the spread of the virus.

Last year, I came back in time to bid farewell to the relatives and wash the dishes. This year, my blood boiled when I realised the guests were still hungry and the in laws were not in sight and only returned after I prepared and ordered in extra food.

Imagine how hungry the guests are as not one drop of curry was left in the pot and every additional dish (char siew pau, chicken pau, Siew Mai, chicken wings, potato wedges and hash brown) served was gone in less than five minutes. Same goes for the two platters of sushi that I ordered.

Want to entertain people do properly lah! Switch on air con and offering a clean place to sit does not count. I was really pissed off with my unmarried elder sister in law. 很不自动咯!

Why can’t they do it at their place? Because I stay 100m away and their place is full of junk and the floor hasn’t been mopped in years! Culture shock exists in the same ethic group in Singapore.

Ladies, please stay near your own parents if you can. I regretted my decision to stay close to my in laws and I can’t wait to move further away. 🤣

Never mind. I’m done for the rest of the year already and I rewarded myself with a day out at the beach today.

Many times, I wondered why I married into this family. I admit I was probably too desperate to settle down, too naive and did not give much thoughts and raise any red flags when my then boyfriend did not bring me home to visit. Maybe I kenna black magic or I owe them big time in my previous life.

I have no idea why I am so triggered and can feel so much resentment over an empty pot of curry. Guess it’s time for my anxiety pills.