Thinking about self-control and greatfulness for my parents : note: self control? pig?

All this happens in my mind.
"Are you a pig when you lack self control."
I couldn't retort very well. I said to myself "I have to face up to the hard fact that when someone sees my room and my way of life, possibility is that he might call me as pig, because I'm too lazy to fold, wash, and iron my clothes. I seldom clean up the dust in my room. I barely fold and put in place my business suits and wear then when I go to work.
It's thanks to my mother that my clothes are always clean. I'm grateful for her. Mother's day was 9 days ahead, on the same day of the Sendai International Half Marathon I plan to participate in. What thing or what action help her everyday activity greatly? Some people refresh themselves when they dip themselves in a hot spring. If she liked hot springs, presenting one-day hot spring resort trip would please her, for there are two famous hot spring resorts within 20 kilometers from home. Well I will have to have another idea. Flowers would be fine, but there have been already full of flowers and crops in the garden in front of home. I slightly think about this in the time of this year. Last year her glasses case was broken, I find a beautiful replacement for it and she was really pleased. I would like to find and solve small inconvenience in her everyday activities. There are 9 days left. Today I was glad that my father and mother smiled when they and I visited Sendai Airport and coastal areas destroyed by the great earthquake and tsunami 6 years ago and as well as deserted as a residential area after all cleaned up. I was ashamed that I have had little time to share feelings by visiting same place at the same time. This is one key to strengthen the bond of family. Sometimes I can't stand the sound of television, for I have gotten much more sensitive to TV sound than I was ever before, but I'm trying to look for something I can relate to from the things my parents love to view.

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