Half and half...

Wanted to call the Missus but decided not to. So expensive-mah. I'll just wait for her nightly 9.30pm calls, as planned. God, I miss her. They say absence makes the heart grow fonder. Well, it's true. The house seems so empty. I guess many long-married men will be happy to have so much freedom but, nah, not me. Silly-hor?

The children have been extremely well-behaved but then again, KK has always been mature despite being only 10. His occasional tiffs with the Princess are, I guess, only natural. If kids don't fight, then I should worry, eh?

Anyway, I've decided to let KK be on his own at Sunday school despite the fact that I'll be working. He'll be okay. He's actually an extrovert and loves being with other children, unlike his sister who's painfully shy. I'm still trying hard to convince her to join KK. Maybe next week.

Speaking of work, it's getting more and more difficult to drag myself to the office on Sundays. Mo yee see (literally, no meaning anymore).