Night Safari

I always hated it when my weekends is spent by myself. I guess I was afraid my depression would come creeping in again which will in turn effects my whole week. Weekends is how I'd like to recharge my happy and be sane. I was upset knowing that this weekend is it. But having a wonderful husband who sacrificed his time from work, for the last minute date night was priceless. (can't help feeling guilty it may result in him being scolded by his boss though) I just wanted a memory to counter my stressful week, while sustaining my sanity. I guess I really worked hard for making it possible. I pushed myself in finding my happy. (from last post) but I hope next time not to the extend of troubling others please. But we had an awesome romantic time. Picnicing during the animal show. Cuddling in the breeze of the tram. And some fearful episodes of having animals so close to you. Sigh... Love this kind of experience. It makes me more in control of my life. Nobody owesvmy happy except myself. More of this kind of happy to keep me going in this job!