Trip down Memory Lane

A dreary day. Another Wednesday.

My penultimate Wednesday. 

Another car-hijack this morning by Caroline, so Juliette and Margot had to walk home from school. I spent the morning doing the food shopping on the 20€ from Caroline (I’m guessing that means William will be back soon as neither one likes to help the other out by paying for their shopping…), and mopping up you-don’t-even-want-to-know-what from the bathroom floor. All I can say is thank GOD I brought disinfectant with me. And I know it isn’t my job, but I use that bathroom. And no one else was going to do it. This has stooped to a new low. 

Today has been manic, but in a boring and completely uneventful way. Caroline keeps taking the car, and doing half my jobs, which makes me think perhaps they’re practicing for when I’m gone but it isn’t working as she’s just picking and choosing all the jobs she wants to do! And it doesn’t even make my life easier because I end up having to hang around for the moment she gets bored of doing something and throws everything back onto me. I got the girls ready for ice-skating, but then Caroline suddenly said she’d take them, leaving me waiting at home for the car, already late to collect Juliette and Margot. This is just boring! 

So I’ll use this moment in time to reflect back on my year, seeing as I only have 10 days left… although ten days of TODAY would feel a lifetime. I looked back at my first posts on my gap year last August, and my plans or ‘utopia’ were to rent a flat in Paris, get a job (probably waitressing), and eventually work in a French magazine. That was one very ambitious ‘utopia’. Never the less, despite people’s doubts at me even getting to Paris, I most certainly achieved that. 

Utopia vs. Reality.

1. Renting a flat in Paris…..Living in a Parisian house (rent free)
2. Waitressing….. Au-Pairing (both equally depressing)
3. Working for a magazine….. Working for a film company (oh yeahhh)
4. Meeting Caroline Roitfeld (editor of Paris Vogue)….. Meeting Karl Lagerfeld.
5. Going to a French-learning school…..Going to Paris Fashion Week, meeting Karlie Kloss and Baptiste, oh, and with a bit of revision in between. All good really! 

My only regret this year may be the selling of my cross-trainer… Gahhh. :( WHYOHWHY?? IT WAS PINK for God's sake! 

And just to celebrate having no more responsibility or ‘chores’ this summer, I plan to improve my hula-hooping techniques, roller blading, go ice-skating, practise rope-skipping and bounce life back into me on the trampoline (Rosie, get building!). This may be the one time in my life I can close the book and skip back a few chapters into childhood again! And I’d just like to heavily emphasise to all adults reading that all this ‘fun’ will happen AFTER I’ve completed my exams in June. It’s nose to the grindstone until then!

Pasta again for tea tonight. Caroline tried to have a go at me this morning because the girls hadn’t had breakfast… there was absolutely nothing in the house!! Hence the measly 20€. And there still isn’t much for dinner, seeing as they ate all the meat we have in the house for lunch. So pasta is is. And if you don’t like it, you can go hungry!