Sunday training

I had to refrain from looking towards the men's section today. No more spending on clothes now. Not yet. I realise once I start buying, hundreds just fly out. And so, I wandered round the ladies' section looking at their clothes. Oh boy, no wonder girls can never finish shopping. My legs weren't tired, my eyes were. To pass time, I looked for pretty clothes. Yes SY, dresses. But they really ARE pretty. Why the sudden interest in shopping in the wrong section? I'm undergoing training.
Dinner with my NS babes. I can forsee the time when we finally bring our kids along for such gatherings. Although we are already moving towards very different directions in life, there is still this sense of familiarity and bond. After all, we grew up together. They say, when boys become men. Remember folks! Every year same date.