Farewell?

Since my accidental stroll into the candy story of lunatics last week, I have been thinking if I should move on with my life. In this kind of market, some people might think I am behaving like a spoiled brat to leave a job. I will never ever be able to explain it to the general public but the mental abuse that I have to go through is something only past victims can sympathize. Perhaps the title of this blog can change into "The Diary of a Former Working Mum" and I can embark on my other projects like kill all the rats in the area (that could take a life time as we live right next to the country park), build my own furnitures, take kung fu classes with Changunnie....