This is the Last Time..

Last time ever doing food shopping for this family. Sad? Not in the slightest. Relieved? Yes siree. Going to miss the Ed chain stores? Not. One. Bit. i have to admit though, I was getting very speedy with the trolley around the store, managing the whole food shop plus paying and loading up the trolly in under 20 minutes! But I am SO GLAD it's over. You know, today, they did not have SOAP. What? Yes. SOAP. They were out of SOAP *mini heart-attack*, and don't even assume they'll EVER have something as complex at moisturiser, dishcloths or kitchen foil. But done and dusted, and fortunately for me I have a spare emergency travel-pot of my favourite hand soap. because I am CLEAN like that. :)

Then I headed off to Le Marais (vintage vicinity), and traipsed up and down between Bastille and Hotel de Ville, but I do want to go back there on Thursday (it is SO amazing) so today wasn't a 'Goodbye Marais' for good. I held up my tradition of constantly being late to meet Catie, and ran into Starbucks like a crazed lunatic 6 minutes late. I want to take the time now, to apologise to Catie for the many many many times I've been late. I actually think I can remember exactly THREE times where I've arrived before her. It's shocking, I know. I'M SORRY CATIE! So we had our final hour together in Paris in the Starbucks where they're actually starting to recognise us now... 

This afternoon was so hot and sunny, which helped continue my happy mood. I carried on packing - I'm short on storage boxes, so I've been using several shoe boxes... At least it ticks the 'light packing' check-box! And I love my Dad SO MUCH as he's booked a hotel to stay in, and I'm just so happy it's all finally in place, finally happening, and I'm actually going home in four days. FOUR DAYS!

Also, I'd like to announce the fact that this evening I cooked Pork Chops for the LAST TIME EVER. (Hopefully.) And yes, I would say they were pretty successful! Definitely something that improves with practise. I will warn you now though that I am not willing to show off my new culinary skills with pork chops, so put down your steak knives and buy some sausages. (Although those are a bugger to cook as well - you always get one side more cooked than the other. You know what? JUST EAT TOAST!)

And next comes The Last Wednesday. Huge sigh of relief... which will probably be more beneficial after the day has left me exhausted, traumatised and near-death... They should make T-Shirts aimed for all au-pairs/carers in France which say 'I Hate Wednesdays'. I only know this will sell as the 'I Hate Mondays' are very popular already.