OMNOMOM

Dans la vie, nous avons tous des passions. La peinture, l'histoire, le football, le violon, l'horticulture, l'Italie. Et puis en dehors de ça, il y a les choses qu'on adore, mais qui ne régissent pas forcément notre vie. Les tiramisus, les films des années 80, ramasser des champignons, inventer des cocktails, donner du pain aux canards, les BBQ. Pour moi, acheter à manger est une activité qui rentre dans cette catégorie. Et c'est encore mieux dans un pays étranger.

Back home !

Last Saturday, I came back from a week in France. (I had way to many things to bring back). Here are some things I noticed about the quick journey :

4th day without hot water and heaters

Struggle is real. Girls and I took refuge in the kitchen, warmest room of the house. Considering the idea of turning on the oven and use it as heater. Also considering making fire in the middle of the living room. But lacking wood to burn. 

Diary entry -- My fault, I've been reading Bridget Jones the whole day

I'm writing this article with the music from the Harry Potter movies blasting, which makes me feel so powerful, there's no way I'll listen to anything else while working from now on. Anyway, what's up in my life ? Quick summary.

Is it .. empty ?

The silence is only disrupted by the habitual mysterious buzzing. Otherwise, the house is still. No water being boiled in the kettle, no door smashed, no crakling of the stairs, no voice singing bollywood songs or arguing on skype. I am witnessing a rare phenomenon : our house is empty.

Bored @work

That pretty much says it all.

The suitcase.

Ok here's the deal. I'm allowed twenty kg of luggage in the plane & a carry on with me. The thing is, I'm a girl in her twenties who only managed to narrow down her shoes-I-just-HAVE-to-take list to about ten pairs.