So we're just going to ignore the shittiness that was these past few weeks, and pretend they never happened. Instead, I am choosing to focus on how good things are going with work, and how I'll finally be back in France again on Sunday. It seriously feels like I have been gone for two months, not two weeks. I am wondering what affect this long separation will have on my (still new) relationship with C, if any at all.

The weather has been bitterly cold here - with lows topping (or should that be bottoming?) out in the serious minuses - like the -30° windchill that we had last night. Aïe. It took a good half an hour for my vehicle to warm up this morning.
Which made me wonder what on Earth this Amish dude was doing out in his horse and buggy at 7am - when the temperature was still -20°. My guess is that he had a preggo wife at home with an ice cream and pickle craving. lol