Dreaming of Paris

paris in spring

Today is not a day for the mundane, but alas– here the mundane surrounds me. Laundry to be done, dishes to wash, cats to medicate….
Today I should have woken up in a luxury suite in Paris. A light knocking at the door would rouse me around eleven with the news that my breakfast of cafe creme and croissants had arrived. A man, very much like my husband, but with a I’m in Paris spring in his step would later walk in the door- with the morning paper and some fresh flowers. He would find me lounging on the veranda sipping my cafe and slowly twisting apart a croissant. He would then inform me that he had secured tickets for some fabulous matinée this afternoon and that dinner tonight was a surprise, but one that I would adore.
Yes, this is what my day should be like today.
So, I suppose my charge today is to find a way to step out of the mundane and into a day of beauty that I am craving. How do you step out of the mundane?

One thought on “Dreaming of Paris

  1. oh, i have so been craving paris lately. i keep saying ‘i’m sure it’s already spring in paris!’ when really i haven’t a clue if it is as i haven’t looked at the weather report nor ever been there in the spring to know when things change. but i fancy a few days of wandering about on my two sentences of french and making up for it with lots of extra ‘merci’s and ‘pardon’s.

    and after all, i am quite sure it is not yet spring in reykjavik. sigh.

    i had dinner with marianne and kirsten last night. they send their love. and i will send you their picture later today.

    xoxo

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