002. 有的時候我並不喜歡在鏡子裡看到的東西

Sometimes I don't like what I see in the mirror.

Here I am, in my post-mid 20's, I achieved nothing but a good husband which I believed cost my whole life's luck.

He is that great, that nice, and I'm soooo lucky he's mine.

But still, I achieve nothing as a family member: out of job, aka no income; bad at house keeping, lunch box is not daily made, laundry come if it of the basket, bad and sofa is just how people left them.

I'm a lousy cook, too. Always too much salt so I have to add extra water to make it ateable. And the dish, or pot in many times, became extra large, too.

None of the above is what I saw in the mirror, it just tagged along with the self pity.

I saw a female, good face structure but little skin care, out of shape I would say.

Nothing to be proud of, I sinsirely think so.

Ya, I indeed love writing, but I am so lowed myself that I don't think I am capable of writing my own work without bunch of help.

Helps, perhaps.

And I'm in such a shock that in only English came out of my iPhone keyboard.

In searches of better Chinese phonetic input on iPhone, still. Apple, what tooks you so long?