I learnt what content feels like

Holidays are over and yet again I've forgotten to write anything for a looong time. Yeah so half term, in France this means two weeks off for the kids. I'm one of the lucky ones, I only worked 3 days in the first week then the rest of the time off. I did lots of walking and exploring.

I went to some greenhouses and spent ages staring at awesome cacti and colourful birds.

I wandered a long way down the Seine and found this awesome shelter thing that tells you all about fishes.

I had lunch in the coolest little café with Nat and appreciated the service in a very good coffee shop with Zoe. There was a fondue outing also which included me discovering Earl Grey beer, it was wonderful. I liked Paris holiday time, I found lots of lovely new places.

But the Kent half of my holiday won, 5 days at home was my best idea. I was super productive which is unusual for me, I got my yearly hair cut, back to having a cold neck. I waved byebye to my trusty little car (finally). I had an assessment for some work over the summer, found my spare glasses and altered some dresses that have sat waiting for ages. And I saw my beautiful friends and spent time with Pops and the A team. Home gave me the chance to just sit on the sofa and watch crappy telly, I genuinely miss this the most.

The dog share my sofa love. She even has her own armchair.

I don't have much else to talk about, no rants up my sleeve or burning issues, life is just life at the moment. It's lovely, I feel at home in Paris and just pretty content with it all. And whilst that might sound like normality for people it certainly isn't for me. I stopped worrying about the future and started trusting that God is going to send me down the right path. There's no trail of destruction following me around here. I quit some really bad habits and discovered I can be quite a patient person. I'm happy, I love my life here and whenever I go back to Kent that's pretty sweet too. Of course life could be better; I have still got a long list of wishes, things to work on. If I could have it my way my mum would be included in the list of people I saw in Kent, I would be a lot braver in situations that terrify me and I probably would learn that whilst guarding your heart is good, it ain't Davy Jones' locker. But for the first time in forever I'm not constantly worrying about what life's gonna throw at me next, but just accepting that this is my life and I should just enjoy it.

“On soft Spring nights I'll stand in the yard under the stars - Something good will come out of all things yet - And it will be golden and eternal just like that - There's no need to say another word.”

Jack Kerouac