As I sit here starting to write this I’m on the Eurostar heading back to Paris. I’ve spent two weeks in England for Christmas, the first at my parents in Suffolk and the second in London at my sisters. I had every intention of writing a post whilst home, but the truth is I was just having such a great time that I didn’t think about sitting down and writing about it. I hadn’t been home in four months, that’s the longest I’ve ever gone without seeing my parents and I wanted to make sure I savoured every moment of it.
It’s no secret that this is my favourite time of year, this Christmas felt really special as I knew that when I left I wouldn’t be going back for another seven months. I’m really bad at goodbyes so I prefer to just say it quickly and pretend I’m going to see them again very soon. It’s easier that way. I was up at 6.30am each morning to walk the dog with my mum. There’s something really special about walking along the beach watching the sun rise and listening to the sound of the waves crashing on the sand. Home really is my happy place and getting up that early to enjoy the quietest moments of the day was worth it. I did a lot of walking, a lot of eating and a lot of sleeping. I basically had one of the most relaxing weeks at home with my family. It felt like it went too quickly but it was just what I needed.
Last Saturday I made the trip down to London to spend the week at my sisters house. London was home to me for six years so it was nice to go back, especially as I was going to be pending time with my sister and nephews. It wasn’t the smoothest journey…rail replacements with four bags is NEVER fun but I got there in the end. I tried to see as many people as I could during the week but I also wanted to have a couple of nights/days where I didn’t have to rush around and could enjoy being with my family. It was really nice being back but it also helped to reaffirm that I have made the right decision choosing to leave and come here. I miss my family and friends so much but London isn’t my home anymore. It’s not somewhere I’m wanting to live right now or in the near future. If only all those I missed could come and be here in France with me!
I’ve been thinking about the next seven months and what is to come after I’ve finished au pairing. I know it seems like a long time away but it’ll come around soon enough and I want to make sure that I feel prepared. My aim is still to stay here and return to work. I’m contracted to au pair until July so I probably start looking for a job after I get back from Coachella at the end of April beginning May. I’ve ben working on updating my CV and I want to give myself ample time to search for something. Right, well it’s back to business as usual tomorrow. School resumes and au pairing duties do too. It’ll be good to get back into some kind of routine…just got to try and remember my French now!