Bed-ridden: Paris week 2

This week was the first week that I had all of my regular duties to do all by myself. Which was a little nerve wrecking on a few occasions.

Running along the Seine river every morning :)

In the mornings(on every weekday) I make the kids lunchboxes, and then I clean up breakfast and play with M(the youngest) while their mom takes the oldest two to school. After that(which is only two hours) I have the rest of the day off until I pick up S and E from school and take them to their various classes, then they come home, get baths, and then I'm free again after dinner. Two nights a week I make dinner, which I don't really mind. And then I have at least 2 nights a week that I babysit, but it's been quite a bit more this week(which is fine. I get paid extra for that).

Can't complain about the view. ;)

On Tuesday, the weather report said it was supposed to rain. After I had sent the kiddos off to school, as I was walking back to my apartment, I noticed there was a lull in the rain. So, OBVIOUSLY, I should go running, right? Because it wasn't currently raining...

I got roughly 1/2 a mile into my run before it started raining, so I had to turn back and come back home before it got really bad. Nonetheless, I was soaked by the time I came home.

I'd like to put an open invitation out there to everyone that I accidentally hit with my umbrella on Tuesday. I just..yeah..the sidewalks are much smaller than I'm used to...and that umbrella was a bit big..so...I apologize.

It rained buckets that day.

On Thursday, as S and I were walking home from his Judo lesson, as we were crossing the street I said, "Exactement"(Which is French for Exactly...which isn't that hard to pick up) in response to a question he had asked me. He looked up at me in amazement and said, "Aurora, you just said that in French!"
"Yes, S, I did."
"Now you know THREE words in French!"

Guys, I know a lot more than three words in French.

When I asked him what the other two were, he explained that they were "Noisette" and "Noix", which I had learned the week before when we'd all had ice cream together and had eaten nuts on top of it. Noisette = hazlenuts, Noix = walnuts/nuts.

He was so excited that he came home and told his mother and she laughed and said that I was basically fluent now. NBD.

E had me draw with her. And I had to copy her EXACTLY. Or else. 

The next day, Friday, is when my weekend started going downhill. I woke up with a bit of a sore throat, and I didn't do a lot with my day because I had a pounding headache to go with it. I mostly just sat in my apartment and read, because the bright sun outside hurt my eyes.

Saturday it was worse. But by the end of the night I was thinking that it wasn't THAT bad. It was improving.

Until I woke up on Sunday(yesterday). I was so sick when I woke up that I was unable to go to church, which REALLY bummed me out. I napped on and off all day, and I had to call and cancel babysitting that night because even getting up just hurt so bad. I slept really fitfully last night and it just sucked.

But I'm really blessed. Although I'm still pretty sick, the family I'm with is so sweet. Helene is having me do the minimum until I feel better, which means I've gotten plenty of recovery time. I've only left today to run to the pharmacy(not literally run. I'm too weak for that, foo). She's picking up the kids from school for me and taking them to their lessons. I just have to be there to make dinner and babysit later, which is such a relief to me. I'm in really good hands.

So, despite my bout of sickness over the weekend, things are still going really well here. I can't believe I've been here two weeks now. It blows my mind.