Learning to speak French is becoming an issue for me. Try as I may, it is a bit of a pain. Perhaps it’s because my brain is full of trying to deal with everyday life.
Iโm not learning to speak French, but I want toโI really do. However, challenges every day seem to take up my learning time.
Like bedding.
I can’t seem to understand bedding. In one of the blogs, I mentioned how confusing it is to choose a bed size. To start with, the measurements are all in metrics, which means I start with a disadvantage. Then, there are more configurations and iterations in bed sizes than you want to know. When I think I’ve figured it out, I mess up.
Just do it
Yesterday, I drove friends from Uzรจsย to the train station in Nimes. They have a vacation home here and were heading back to Australia by train with an overnight in Paris. The large Carrefour store is in Nimes, and I’ve wanted to check out a few other stores, so taking my friends to the train station was a perfect excuse for a shopping trip.
Picky-picky
Yes, I know I’m picky. Finding the right-sized linen for a bed seems necessary. I should have considered that when I purchased the two 80x200cm beds instead of 90x190cm for my tall American guests. ย Who knew there were no linens to fit? The guy who sold the beds to me did not think I’d have these problemsโor maybe he did. I couldn’t understand everything he was telling me in French.ยญ
The finished guest room
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