Today was Wednesday.
I used to work on Wednesdays. I don't know why that occurred to me just now. Perhaps because I don't know what I do on Wednesdays at this point in my life. Take pictures and edit them? Watch it rain? Travel? The truth is that we haven't really settled into anything here yet, and the search for an apartment gets us out the door when sheer, avid interest doesn't.
On Wednesdays here everything closes, including both the bakeries, which I sort of knew, but forgot. So I had to spend an entire day without a baguette. It is one of those French things that this tiny village of few stores also has 20 restaurants and the two boulangeries. Both of which close on Wednesday, and both of which are closing at the end of this month until the New Year. I am not looking forward to this. One might think: Why doesn't one close for two months now and the other close for two months after the first one opens again?
I wouldn't advise thinking this.
It'll just slow you down.
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