Alright, here's the deal with the whole Creepy Jesus thing for you newbies out there. My saying this is Creepy Jesus country mean the Pays de la Loire is full of religious zealots. What I mean is that there are scary Jesus-on-the-cross statues on the corner of pretty much every country road you pass by here. I wrote a posts about it here and here on my old blog.

It's not the easiest thing in the world to be here - this area is so linked to my old life as well, and if I'm not paying attention, I could easily turn left on the freeway out of habit and start going back to Bretagne at the end of the day, instead of going right towards Angers. The particular customer I visited today was the one Fab and I had visited the day we broke up. I was a little nervous about going there, but it actually ended up being just fine. Thinking about what happened on that drive home though still gives me little pincement au coeur - how ignorant I was to have looked forward to that day for so long, to not have realized why Fab was trying to get out of coming with me on my visit. I thought he was just worried about being away from the farm for a whole day. But I guess hindsight is 20/20, right?

And on that note, I would like to wish a very happy birthday to Miss Yuri - I wish I could be there to celebrate with you!