We have just been informed that our gigantic relocation shipment from the US will FINALLY be delivered to us on October 1. This is the best news I’ve heard in DAYS. Thank God!
Just a quick summary of the past week’s events:
* Still waiting to hear from Speech Pathology Australia re: my credentials (boo!). But, I was told by a potential employer who wanted to hire me prior to learning that I am still in the process of getting my credentials here, that after I get registered with the Speech Pathology Board HERE, finding a job should be pretty swift and easy (let’s hope.);
* Got a used 6-month-old refrigerator and a new washer (yeah…Australian landlords don’t provide these things, unlike the USA ones);
* Got a used futon off ebay that kinda sucked and that we’re gonna relist on ebay soon;
* Tried Mexican food at Taco Bill and while it’s definitely not the same thing as King Taco or stuff on Alvaro Street, it still satisfied our Mexican food craving pretty well (thanks, Ying!!!);
* Bought a ton of Asian groceries from Boxhill;
* Decided to continue taking Spanish lessons and possibly take a TESOL (teaching English as a second language) certificate.
Some days I wake up thinking I can live in Australia for a long time but most days I still wake up wondering how much simpler my life could’ve been if I just stuck to living in Singapore or staying in SoCal. Of course, many people would love to be in my shoes…to see more of the world, experience more cultures, be more exposed to new experiences. And when I think that, I am humbled and thank God for all that he’s blessed us with.
Something on a slightly different tangent: I watched a program on SBS last night, about a black British lady who went to the Dominican Republic to look for her roots, to find out more about her great grandfather’s family and work. She found out that her great grandfather taught himself to read and write, and became an educated man. His perseverance and intelligence was a resemblance she (and I) sort of saw in herself. I’m always fascinated by how much of one’s intelligence or character is inherited from one’s family.
Which created an urge in me to visit my grandparents’ hometown in China to learn more about my family – who were they? Did their lives resembled mine at all? Were they adventurous, emotional, hardworking, and thoughtful people? Were they industrious? Entrepreneurial? I’m really curious. Then again, how will having that knowledge benefit me? Will it make me a better person? Will it make me feel more whole? Shrugs. But it will certainly satisfy this curiosity that I now have about my family.
