Jeudi the Great

Today was just fantastic.
I woke up before my alarm went off, which means I was fully rested for the first time in ages.
Since I was up so early I got to take time to consider what lovely outfit I would wear. I settled on a new sleeveless dress with a blue top and black bottom, grey tights, and sparkly flats. For warmth I added a black and white scarf and my red CK peacoat. I don't normally consider details like this important, but today they made a world of difference. You see, as I trekked my way to work, I was stopped and asked directions. Yes, I looked like I knew where I was enough to help someone else! HA! Unfortunately they asked me in French, and of course I didn't understand what they needed or the answer anyway, but the fact that they thought I might know the answer put me over the moon.

With a new spring in my step I continued to work. Of course I arrived at my destination a little too early. This wasn't a problem, however, because there is a bakery around the corner I have been too nervous to try, and I have been longing for pan au chocolat. My new found confidence and I went for it. The cashier and I exchanged pleasantries, and I hesitated before repeating my practiced line. I feigned indecisiveness rather than fear when ordering, however, which made the cashier tell a little joke. I didn't understand what he said of course, but I could tell I should laugh and it seemed good natured, so I obliged. I left the shop rather pleased.

Work was work, but not in a bad sense. It was what I expected...shelving books, helping patrons, participating in a lap sit, working on crafts and other projects, etc.

The volunteer I made friends with worked today too, and we actually made concrete plans to meet up and hang out tomorrow, which is super exciting.  I am also going to attend a library event tomorrow night called 'how to get published.' It should be pretty neat.

Since the morning went so well, I decided I would turn lunch in to another adventure. The first time I came to Paris I could have sworn we ate crepes at a stall on Rue Cler (she can tell you if I am wrong). When I realized yesterday that the street was so close I decided I would check it out during my lunch break today. So, that is what I did. The street seemed familiar, but I could not find the place where we got crepes. I left empty handed and returned to my familiar boulangerie.

The work day came to an end and I headed back towards me hood. The walk was pleasant and the same as the night before. Of course, however, I managed to turn the wrong direction when I finally got back to my connecting street. It turns out, however, that this mistake was not a mistake, but good fortune. You see friends, I found a gym a block from my apartment. Not only is it a gym, but it is a gym that offers Zumba and BodyPump and allowed me to get a three month membership. I was ecstatic! I even got to use the gym tonight.

To celebrate my successes I bought my first bottle of wine and headed home, which is where I am now. It's almost 11 here, and I have to be at work in the morning.

Bonsoir mes amies.

Bisous.