I think I write a lot about the great things here in Manila. At least I hope I do. But there are so many things that frustrate the SNOT out of me and a lot of them revolve around household help. I know, I know, it is a luxury no one in their right mind would complain about, but sometimes living in Manila requires one to not be in the right state of mind in order to survive.
Why in the world would a nanny think it would be FINE to let a 4 year old open his Christmas presents 21 days before Christmas and in fact, help him do so?
So when people ask me what I do all day (and I truly HATE that question) my new response is this: "My day is basically spent redoing things." Kind of like re-wrapping Christmas presents.