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Because I usually am in Vino ** Images For Use By Upgraded+ Only ** In 2009, I gave up my studies as a medievalist and musician, left my home, my family, my life and moved to Provence in southern France for a guy. In 2012, I moved away from him to study wine. Today, I'm a vagabond sommelier working in Paris at one of the oldest and most famous restaurants in the world, struggling to find some purpose to what I deem the rest of my life. I'm still married and after 8 10 years, I'm still trying to fit-in with French life and culture and to understand why the French are the way they are. Because they're weird in a different way that I think Americans are weird. Perhaps it's me who's weird. |
| Lots happened today: New glasses! I can't believe I went over two months without them. I was such an idiot for leaving my only pair on the train. My script for the lenses isn't that strong, the correction is rather slight, and I can get by totally fine but what a difference it makes to be able to see properly again. It feels like a constant pressure on my eyes has been lifted and my eyes can open wide. Plus the frames are super cute. I really hated my other glasses. They were always smudged, the script felt slightly off, and they didn't look good on me. These are much better suited. New hair cut! Like many of us finally released from lockdown I went to have my hair cut. Can you believe at 38, I don't have a grey hair on my head? But because I never have time when I'm working and most hair salons are closed when I'm on weekend I hadn't cut my hair since last July. So I needed a cut long before lockdown. My hair ... god my hair. I don't know what's happened to it over the past 2 1/2 years. Even though it hasn't gone grey, it's become this frizzy, stringy, limp struggling mess. Combined with the fact that I hadn't cut it in over 8 months and I think I shocked the entire salon when I walked in. Plus curly hair tends to shock people anyway. My stylist asked what I wanted to do, like they do, and I told her just to cut it until she got rid of the damage. She had to cut about an inch and a half. Maybe more. So it's a bit shorter than what I was hoping for because I liked the length, but no shorter than what I've had in the past. She also suggested a product for me to buy as a leave in treatment, which I took because what's one more hair product to my collection? Between my hair, face, and body products I take up all the considerable space around the bathroom sink. She was also nice enough to give me a rather large sample of the shampoo they used on my hair and said it should help calm the disaster. Curly hair is no fun folks. It looks awesome when it's in good condition, but keeping it in good condition is a nightmare. New face masks! The medical kind, not the beauty product kind. I ordered face masks on Amazon three weeks ago and they arrived today. It was very exciting. The landlord came to look at the apartment. As we are moving he wanted to come by and take photos of the place because he's going to do work on the apartment when we leave. Poor guy. I came barreling in at 16h rambling to my husband in English with no idea he was in the next room. The cats followed him around like two sentinels, making sure he didn't disturb their kingdom. I went running and did yoga. And ran some other errands like buying juice and ice cream (necessary) and tampons as well as study supplies (pens, paper, white-out - all those things we word lovers love). I wrote just a little bit. Because the day was rather packed with out of the house things and getting the apartment ready so that the landlord could photograph it, I didn't have much time to work and I don't think I'm going to bother trying today. Going out and getting errands done is enough. It's hot and windy. Both things are annoying to me. The wind - well - in Arles the wind is not just wind. It's Wind. And my frizzy hair is not a fan. The heat I'd enjoy if I had any summer clothes down here. But as it is, I was walking around Arles in 80°F/27°C sunny weather in a sweater and jeans and Timberland boots. I'm hoping that the travel ban will be lifted in June so that I can go up to Paris to collect my clothes, otherwise I'll have to go shopping which I don't want to do when I have a bunch of summer clothes already. |
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I think it's awesome that you're using that negative experience to get creative. It's hard not to just wallow when those things happen. I use a paper journal for most of my actual coping process too, but I do share bits and pieces on WDC as well.
Might try a short story a day instead. Stay safe. 
