Day 300 and I'm still alive

Well I made it, it has been hard surviving, but 300 days are in the bag, tied up and sitting by my suitcase waiting for the other 11 days to join.

Family or paints?

12 days left...

I don't know which I'm most excited for? Seeing my family... Or being with my paints... But I do know how I'm going to be spending my nights when I have jet lag! I went nine months without painting a single thing, and then Kyrie shows up! (She is another au pair here for three months and she's in my ward.) I've spent a couple of days over at her place using her watercolour set. However, that makes me yearn for it more when I can't paint. I got so desperate I even started making do with a pen, water, and a q-tip to make some art. 

The De-Nesting Process

With technically 32 days left here (minus five for Germany, Disneyworld, and airport day) in France I've started packing again. I have to say it's easier than it was to pack to come here, because either I pack it up or I throw it out. I regret bringing soooo many shoes over. Had to say goodbye to some beloved boots that just weren't in their best shape and some shirts that should've been thrown out a while ago, to make room for my souvenirs and books I am obsessed with buying. Planning out my shampoo and conditioner so I can chuck them before I leave, rationing my mascara and toothpaste. Looks like I will have to go shopping when I get home!

If this next month could please go by fast I would be very grateful, but I feel like it's going to be the longest part of these ten months.