The first thing I saw when I entered into my office this morning was a sparkling package, lying proudly on my desk. The books I ordered from Mr. Tomssy arrived earilier than I’d expected. Tonight I will leave Chengdu for Malaysia, and now I finally have something good to cheat the journey. I thought I would make it do with Eclipse of Twilight Saga, but apparently my tolerance has a limit. Therefore I booked these books at the last minute. I was prepared for possible disappointment, but here they were as Mr. Tomssy promised, and even better, there were four instead of three as I bought, one was for free as a gift. Mr. Tomssy's taobao shop was shut down because of neglecting care. I transferred the money directly to him without a second thought, after so many pleasant deals, I had no reasons to doubt. I had a hunch that it might be the last time I bought books from Mr. Tomssy. He opened his shop out of interests. However with sharp competitions here, no one could survive Taobao just because he is interested.
So many things have happened these days. D finally purchased that tiny apartment, while we are still hunting for one at reasonable price. So for…not so good. House price keeps soaring up. My husband started to get edgy and I almost want to give up. Perhaps it is not a good time, perhaps it would go down eventually. Even if one day the price finally went beyond our capabilities, we still have a home in downtown. So why bother to settle down in this relatively isolated community? The idea of living close to work might be tempted, but not so tempted. If the event of kindergarten didn’t occur, I might give it up for good.
A few days ago, hundreds of worried parents gathered at the gate of my son's nursery school. There were only 40 seats available, but hundreds of parents wanted to sign up their kids for this kindergarten and those worried parents had to spend a whole day and a night lining the street. Even many of them were doomed to be disappointed, none of them left. It was cold and rainy day; I would never forget those worried and exhausted faces under the umbrellas. With some connects, we managed to send our son to kindergarten, but how about primary school? Moving to this neighborhood would certainly be helpful for my son’s education. Now it is the only reason for me to go on this hunting.
With so many things popping up, I am in desperate need for a break. This vocation, although couldn't solve my problems at hand, at least would offer a temporary escape. And I just can’t wait!