Can I start today and work backwards?

Feeling neglectful and I apologize to any readers that have followed this blog and wondered where I might’ve gone. I guess that might conjure up many exciting tales that some could expound on….just keep me in the loop…it probably is more exciting than I’ve actually been living. You won’t find me complaining, but every day is not filled with exciting adventures. In fact, it’s been raining out today and I find that I am inspired to get this started again. I have not experienced the rain that has been reported in Paris…it has actually been incredible weather down here in Provence. This could be one reason that I find it difficult to sit and write as I feel pangs of guilt that the outdoors are calling me…responding accordingly. 

Six weeks plus into this adventure and I’ve gone through a myriad of emotions. Some have caught me off guard and questioning how I’ll deal with them…some bring out maternal longing…and some bring forth tears…surprising that I’ve run the gamut and still I am up for the unknowns. I do feel pangs of homesickness…miss my friends and family…miss my garden and my home, but I can do this for a while longer. Right now, I’m needing a change of scenery and that is on my calendar!

Tomorrow I head to Amsterdam on a flight with Air France (hopefully, pending any unforeseen strikes that often occur) from Marseilles to Paris and then on to Amsterdam. I’m going to attend my niece’s babyshower on Saturday and will spend as much time with the new-to-be family as the weekend dictates/allows! I’ve got a room through Airbnb just down the street, and hopefully I will just be resting my head there. I have been told that the train I’ll be catching on the way to Den Haag will be passing windmills as it is staying light much later.  I’ll situate myself accordingly for a good view! That is a plan for my future…

Where have I been? I think I left off back a couple of weeks ago, so, time to catch up! I promise more blogs to come! Most recently….I went way outside my box…not sure what possessed me but decided in all this discovery phase,  I got the nerve…and I got a haircut! I have to say that it’s been over a decade since I cut my hair (other than the occasional trim). I got my usual pedicure and most recently a manicure (these are maintenance procedures for me) and definitely a challenge to explain what I want in French and hope for good results…risk taking at a basic level…the results were positive…proud of myself to step up and get them done. Why would you think I’d like to do something wih my hair?? Honestly…my heart was racing as I sat in the chair for the thought of being disappointed crept into my mind. Medhi (the stylist extraordinaire) who was recommended, but spoke very little English, had an aire of confidence that told me he had my back! I explained in my broken French (and conversations thereafter) that I wanted it short. He wanted to assure me that he would give me a great haircut! I smiled and the rest is history….

So, next stop, I will visit the salon to rid myself of the halo that seems to visit every 5 weeks…but as you know…it’s going on 6+ weeks. Who knows what that appointment will bring!