We adore ‘me’ times
We often say we miss him being around but is it true? Only partially! Actually we’re glad he’s gone, because now we can enjoy me-time that means being ourselves and get to take a rest.
We hate sports so much
We hate to watch it, we hate to even try to understand the rules of particular kinds of sporting activities. Going to the game is a real torture. But we still go, let’s just call it a sacrifice.
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