This week Foley and I went into to the immigration tower to apply for our HK resident cards. When we were meeting with the immigration clerk, I had to state my occupation on a form. I launched into a long-winded explanation about my profession as a teacher back in Canada, and how I intended to teach here, I just hadn't gotten a job yet... yada yada.
The woman says "Ah huh. Well maybe you just write here house-wife".
Me: "Huh?"
Her: "Housewife, you write that here" (in a more direct tone).
Me: "Oh. Right."
I have nothing against being a housewife, I just never thought of myself as one (preferred the term 'lady of leisure'). In my new attempt to 'own the role' I bought a pair of house slippers (mens naturally, since womens only went up to size 7-8... I'm a huge housewife in Hong Kong).
Also new this week, I enrolled in Cantonese classes which will begin on Thursday. I will be in class for two hours every weekday. I was reading through my course package... and I need 75% to pass. Gulp.
On Friday, we got the keys to our new and wonderful apartment (let the housewife duties commence!). We were only given one set, so the real estate agent recommended this place to get copies done. It was a dodgy-looking-but-likely-legit business in a side alleyway, very HK.
The apartment we found is in an area called the mid-levels. It is more spacious than I was expecting to find (two-bedrooms, two-bathrooms, plus a small storage room), with enough space for guests! (wink, wink). The space was a nice surprise, but my favourite part are the amazing views.
Living Room |
Spacious Kitchen... yes, that's the whole thing you see there. |
Washroom, in case you're curious. |
Incredibly stunning bedroom with killer views. |
View from bedroom bay window. What we'll wake up to each day. |
Okay, this housewife has to go make some dinner now.