Ping-Ping's family has a maid. Her name is Nani, she's from Indonesia and she is awesome. I have to say, I've never felt too comfortable with the idea of paying someone to clean up after me. I feel guilty making a mess or not lending a hand. The more I'm here, the more that guilt starts to fade. She cooks good stuff, she does the laundry, she cleans the house, she does it all. She washes the clothes I use every day. I come home, open up the closet and there are all my clothes, washed, ironed, folded. I think I have only used 10% of the clothes I brought as a result.
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