Metro supermarket

Last night, the family went out to shop at what I would call Vietnam's answer to Walmart--Metro. It was very clean, with friendly staff, air-conditioned and the prices were affordable. I got the impression that it was where working families shop. When you were headed out the door, there were two beautiful young ladies dressed in yellow dresses to check your receipt against what you were carrying out--a nontechnical solution to theft.

Chau finally got a mattress to sleep on. When I found out about her sleeping on a mat, I thought, "No woman of mine is gonna be sleeping on the floor!" Then I held my tongue and thought, "Well, maybe she likes sleeping on a rice mat?" An American friend of mine recently told me that his wife sleeps on a rice mat next to his bed. She says it's better for her back. So maybe that was another difference in culture that I simply had to overlook.

Chau saw many things in Metro that she wanted. But I need some kind of income coming in to get the kind of things she wants.

I would like to start my own bookkeeping and accounting business. I have the software to do it. All I need now are clients. So, maybe Chau and I can work together and build our relationship that way? Maybe she could do the legwork and I could do the numbers. We'll see. I need a job to at least pay for the initial costs of starting a small business accounting venture, considering all the bureaucratic hurdles and fees that we are going to have to jump over. But I'm not overwhelmed by simply thinking about the bureaucracy here. The government has a reason for every rule and I'm willing to accept that and do what I need to do.