(the misadventures of an expatriate corporate dropout)
Tuesday, September 23, 2008
and more specifically, living in my house in France.
I now wear sweaters to bed. and socks. perhaps this is the beginning of my slide into old ladydom? note to self. (and all of you). Sleeping alone is far more tolerable with heat.
Living alone in a foreign country has some downsides. What, pray tell? hmmmm. well, when you are a notoriously clumsy American, things like the potential for slipping and falling down my trés typique stairwell and collapsing in a broken heap and left to molder for days, unattended is a distinct possibility. Also, just sitting around and obsessing about this very same possibility.
Or when your two canine companions insist upon sitting at the top of the stairwell, looking downward and growling fiercely, always after dark. That too can be somewhat unsettling. And cause for gun shopping.
That sweaters in bed thing is none too appealing, either.
Discovering mice evidence in your pantry. Which is actually a lovely vintage cupboard that is basically meant to be the haven for dishes and foodstuffs in the midst of complete and total chaos masquerading as living quarters. And have I mentioned the bugs? ha.
Upsides as well. Like the nightly fireworks show. okay well they aren't fireworks. They are actually stars. Star studded glorious midnight skies. Who needs jewelry when millions of tiny diamonds light up the sky, seemingly within arms reach, just waiting to be plucked?
The landscapes fill in for Monet and Van Gogh. Just take a stroll or a short drive and your choice of priceless artwork awaits. Visual feasting, no charge.
The absolutely joyful, nerve-wracking, tongue twisting, curse-inducing experience of learning a new language.
Over 13 centuries of history a 2 block stroll from my doorstep. Yes, dear Americans, I said 13.
The burst of rediscovered vitality and improved health that has resulted in just 2 months of my new lifestyle.
Participating in the (re)creation of my dream home ... including physical labor and actual design... good for the soul and good for the body.
This is probably a topic I will return to. I've not done either list justice, but for now there's a peek.