The Mother clarified, rather indignantly, this morning when I was still in a zombified state of mind that it was she and not my grandmother’s maid who helped tidy up my room. To set the record straight, she said Nora was only responsible for the painting of the two walls!
Yes, I, like many other single friends of mine who still live with our parents, are like adults who suffer from some Peter Pan syndrome of sorts. We still depend on our parents to cook for us, tidy up etc. We’re called ‘Kidults’–biologically an adult but hardly so in many other aspects of our lives!
Anyway, thanks Mummy!!!!