Yesterday, I came home early, and being hungry (and down with a sore throat), went straight to the dining table to see what's for dinner. As soon as I took off the food cover, I got the message: I haven't left any money in the money-box.
I went to check and the box was bare.
For dinner, it was a plateful of sardines, a small portion of cabbage fried with leftover roast pork i'd bought, and half a plate of ladies' finger. By 10 pm, my stomach was growling after all that work cleaning the air-cond and mopping the room and bathroom floor. Couldn't touch the sardines so it was a dinner that's bound to make the health-conscious part of me very proud.