A sleepy Friday

I had fish soup for lunch; soup for dinner last night too. The soup has 3 types of vegetables: seaweed, caixin and bittergourd. Lots of fish for a $3 soup… Well, it’s not very tasty. The soup taste like it’s made of MSG totally.

I’m becoming a health freak these days. Probably not health freaks cos health freaks are people who wants a longer life or a painless aging. Hus and I are more like weight/shape freaks, we want to live our life in better shape than now… I know dieting is not enough, but exercising seems too much work. Sigh, the irony is too much to work.

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Hus is getting really excited about his in-camp reservist. It’s gonna be for a week, starting from Monday. He enjoys his army friends’ company very much… Their jokes and reminiscing the good old days… These friends are the ones that made up the yum-seng team during our wedding, the yum-seng that moved Hus deeply. Hus gathered that that yum-seng signifies how much their “brotherhood” was worth…

To break out of monotony is something that working adults like most. So fortunate sg men get their reservist (RE-service the battle skills and to make sure they are still fit) once or twice a year. The training period range from 1 to 2 weeks, depending on what they want to tell their wives… haha. A lot of my male friends say during these time, the men get naughty or should I say let their usual self take over… hee hee

As for me, I’m not so worried. I have faith in Hus’ fidelity solely because it’s anchored on his Christian faith; and I’m secured and adequately loved in the same faith, should someone want to hurt me that way, I’m assured that God would have enough to bring me through.

I’m happy that Hus is going for the reservist too. I gathered that he’s quite tired with work. Working in service line is still mundane despite the different people and situations you meet. Above that, he loves to be a soldier… He gets a lot of satisfaction in there and that translate to self-worth and respect. I love that part about him… a madly on-the-ball soldier.

Although I would be left alone, I dun feel as terrible because he dint choose to go and I get my time as well. We can catch up on our sleep and catch up with friends.

There’s like an unsaid rule in our house that I, the wife, shouldn’t get home later than Hus, the Husband. He, the husband, shouldn’t hang out late without the wife. Because it is unsaid, so it’s just a guess.

A chance to miss a person is far much better than secretly wish that the person go missing; hence I believe a little break for us might be good.