It has been a pretty full-on year. Come to think of it, it has been a pretty full-on decade. Of course on the paper I am British now, but every morning I flick through the French press. I am probably better informed than when I was living in Paris. You can take the girl out of France, but not France out of the girl, right? We settled down in London, bought a house, renovated it, had a baby, struggled with the British educative system, set up a business, and so on, and so forth. Oh, and as you may know I write a blog too…
Here, on holidays, in Dubai, the enormity of what I have achieved is finally hitting me. I have come a long way, in a completely unexpected direction, and to top it up my journey is far from over. The thing is, when you do nothing, reality hits you in the face. And that’s what is happening here.
I am stunned -literally. So stunned I had to take a nap in the afternoon, which usually never happens.
Is it some sort of holiday blues? I don’t know. I can’t be the only one, right? What is going on?
Part of the problem is that I have to do something. Always. I don’t know how to do nothing. Not possible. Actions speak louder than words, as I always say. So tell me, what can I do now, apart from relaxing? How did I become such an action junkie?
I keep thinking of my business, my book, my writing.
I can’t let go. Damn it.
What should I do?
Muriel – A French Yummy Mummy In London