Week 8, 1 – 7 December 2011
Every day is a struggle. Regardless how well I felt the night before, when I woke up in the morning, the muscles seized up 僵化. There was another day of work to make them flexible again.
This week was a fairly cool week. Minimum temperature recorded in Launceston on 5 December was 3°C (bearing in mind that it was summer in Australia). I constantly felt cold these days and was wearing my husband ’s winter clothes. Nevertheless, the cool weather was not too bad, given that I could have a shower only once a week.
Since I returned home, my husband was responsible for cooking dinner. He named all his dishes “chicken surprise”. There may not be chicken in the food but there were certainly surprises or no surprises (as one can easily imagine how good it tastes). Other than bake beans on toast, all dishes he makes taste more or less the same, regardless of the ingredient mix.
My crave 渴求 for good food resurrected 復蘇 and so I decided to cook myself. I prepared steamed rice, braised Chinese cabbage and fried chicken wings. With only one functional hand, I did all the washing and chopping without any help from my husband. It was tough work but worthwhile as food was much better. However, preparing dinner was so demanding that I could only do it once a week.
My husband had been looking for a replacement car. After some research, he still thought a Mitsubishi Delica (the same make and model I wrecked) best meets our needs and it is proven to be safe in roll over – at least his wife survived. Worried that I might have psychological barriers, he asked if I would mind travelling and driving in the same car again. Certainly not.
He found a Delica on sale in Hobart and on 6 December we made a trip to inspect the car. We concluded almost instantly to buy the car and the car owner happens to be the step son of a Chinese lady in Launceston, whom I know. It is part of the beauty living in a place of a small population; almost everybody knows everybody.
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