Maybe being a tai tai ain't so bad after all. At least one of us will have a life.
Then I can redecorate the house, go prospecting with those eager beaver brokers during this hot!hot!hot! property market, shop around Orchard/Marina/Vivocity, take that jazz or kickboxing class I've been eyeing recently, plan long weekends in nearby exotic islands .... maybe even cook again, so that when hubby comes home for dinner---
Wait. He doesn't ever come home from dinner. And rarely has free weekends. And didn't I do exactly all of the above when I was in between jobs not too long ago?
Sigh.
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