If there is a will, there is a way
And so it begins….
It has been several months since I started down the path of trying to defeat the evil French administration. Although I would say I havent made great strides, every step (no matter how small), is getting my closer to staying here. It is such a frustrating system to be honest. I know I have gone […]
3 days. 12 hours. 8 minutes.
I did it. I am here. I can’t believe it. My own studio in the center of Paris. I honestly thought I would never see the day. A year ago, when I decided to move to France, this is what I had envisioned. Yeah I knew it wasn’t going to be this magnificent life in […]
Journey to the French Consulate
I cannot believe it. It is here. I am moving to France. Who would have thought I would actually have done it? I dont even think I thought I would go through with it. But no turning back now. I have everything I need. I am almost packed. I am ready for the next chapter in my life to start..
A Completely Different Girl
I don’t know how many of you (I write like there is actually a group of you to talk to…) have dealt with the French government but let me tell you it is not an easy task. In attempts to get my au pair visa I have jumped through hoops and tied to break through all of this French red tape in my way. It all started months ago when I was corresponding with my family to get my au pair contract…
12 hours. 22 years of stuff.
Today I dyed my hair. Nothing monumental, right? Wrong. For some odd reason going from my beautiful California locks of blonde to this dreary dark shade of brown has really depressed me. Yes I realize it is my natural color but ugh really? I know I sound like such a girl right now but I dont think it is actually the fact I dyed my hair. I think it is the fact that things are changing to quickly right in front of me…
Time is Ticking.
Last week I dedicated a day to cleansing. I went through 22 years of my things. One of the things I promised my mother before I left for France is that I would go through my room and everything I own. 6 bags of trash. 2 boxes of junk and 5 bags of clothes to be donated. Everything in my room now has a purpose… whether that be something that reminds me of a memory or clothes I cant seem to bring myself to get rid of.
It was a good day. But weird. This whole transition thing is strange…
An Unemployed Graduate
36 more days.
Thats it. Just a little over a month and my world is changed forever.
Sometimes there are days I am so excited and other days– especially when I look through a calendar– I get so much anxiety. I am leaving everything I know and love behind. That is the scary part…
So here I am. Last day of work. I am going to miss everyone I work with. I was really excited for this day to come but now it just feels weird. Slowly but surely everything is setting in. For one, a bought my plane ticket. July 12. I will start my new life in my new home on July 13. Thats 47 days until my butt is on that long flight….