Hot, hot, hot! The weather today is so warm, my thighs got sweaty even I was sitting in an air-conditioned car!
Well, it’s Sunday, so of course it should be a sun day, right? Haha! (Bad joke, I know.)
In reality, Sunday also means THE ironing day. So many working clothes to iron for use in the coming week. Lucky for me, I just have to iron my own clothes, and hubby will take care of his. I’m not a good wife, I admit. 
But hey, ironing is such an tiring task, you know? I can sweat more when ironing clothes than when brisk walking on treadmills or ‘cycling’ on elliptical machines. The ironing chore is almost like a form of exercise for me, except that my legs and thighs aren’t really working out la. Don’t worry though, as they will get their share of exercise by climbing up the stairs to my office!
Oh man, what time should I start ironing, I feel so sleep and lazy in this warm Sunday afternoon….
