Packing It In
We’re doing everything we can to avoid regret. Am I going to miss these pans over the summer? Certainly not. Are we going to miss Zazou? Unquestionably, and Beppo even more so. We’re in non-stop decision mode, which requires touching each and every thing that belongs to us in this life, right down to the most trivial. Like how about my exercise sheets on the use of the subjunctive? I could take them back with me, but would I really study them over the summer? Do we want to have French toothpaste with us or would we be happy to use Tom’s again? Really, nothing is too insignificant for our consideration today.
In the great triage extravaganza everything is trying to find its place in the scheme of the summer, so that we don’t find ourselves somewhere, someday, lacking what seems at the time to be the one essential element of happiness. There’s what to take back to the US for good, what to take over there and bring back to France in the Fall, what to take to the US with the plan to leave it there altogether, what to throw or give away, what to leave here awaiting our return. What the heck are we doing with all this stuff?
And there’s even a bigger question, what’s to become of French Letters when I’m not in France? Would you be so kind, dear readers, as to give me some feedback on this existential issue? I’m not 100% certain that this poll will work, but then, nothing’s really 100% certain. Go on, give it a try. You have the opportunity to shape the immediate future of French Letters, and I invite you to speak up. And if you want to come over and help us pack, you know you’re invited to do that too.