From 10h00 to 21h00 (minus a three hour gap) I
was painting. Painting what? All of the kids' closet doors. No, I'm not the
next Picasso. I'm just determined. Céline had made sure to tell me that I
didn't HAVE to do anything, but if I wanted to, that I could paint. I know that
I'm never obligated to do anything but now that I'm not taking classes, I have
much more time on my hands. I thought that painting would be fun and somewhat
relaxing but after my mild OCD kicked in, it became a bit of a pain--especially
after the 3rd door. There were 8 total...I started out with one coat of primer,
but that didn't completely cover so I did a second. Then I moved onto the real
painting. I ended up doing four coats on each side before I was completely
satisfied. Oy vey...Sometimes I wish I could be one of those people that could
half-@$$ jobs and just let it go. But noooooo...
The doors were originally an ugly brown color.
Now they're a soft white which dramatically brightens up the rooms. This change
seems to have affected the childrens' psyche. They spend much more time in
their rooms and seem to be more cheerful--OR...this could just be a
coincidence.
During the 3 hour painting break, Andréa came to
visit. He texted me before he arrived and asked me to come downstairs. I wasn't
sure why, but the suspense was killing me. When I saw his car pull in, I went
outside. When he opened his door, I saw a baby-faced Andréa. It was so weird
because he looks so much younger without his beard and with his hair shorter. I
felt like a cradle-robber...He's already 3 years younger than me. Ha haha.
After we went back inside, I found myself staring at him at random
intervals--not because I thought he looked funny, but because he is just so
damn handsome! I love being able to see his face.
Andréa had worked from 4h00 to noon so he was
pretty beat. He watched me paint for awhile and I watched him watch me before I
made him go lie down. I continued to paint for another 10 minutes before I went
to check on him in my room. He's always uncomfortable at my host family's house
because he doesn't want to impose but they absolutely adore him and I always
ask maman for permission before he comes over. I eventually got him to lay
down. I cuddled with him until he passed out. I ended up passing out too--only
to be woken up by my own snoring. Ha haha. We chuckled together and I
recommenced as big spoon. He was the only one asleep this time, and when I was
sure of it, I snuck out of the room and went back downstairs to paint.
When Andréa woke up he came downstairs to find
me. I had been blasting 90's pop hits and singing at the top of my lungs while
painting so I was a bit embarrassed when I realized he was there. Ha haha. I
put the roller down and went back upstairs with him for a bit. We sat on the
couch together and cuddled with 98° and Mariah Carey playing on Grooveshark.
When "Whenever You Call" played, I thought about the lyrics and how
beautiful they were. It was already romantic, sitting there on the couch alone
with Andréa in this humongous house so I decided to add a bit of a something to
it. I explained to Andréa in french "This song is beautiful...If you
understand the lyrics. She says 'I won't ever be too far to feel you.' "
He just closed his eyes, dropped his head on my chest, and said "Sooo
cute...." Ha haha.
As 17h15 rolled around, it was time for both of
us to part ways. I was going to pick the kids up from school so he was going
back to Marseille. We were both waiting at the stop light at the bottom of the
hill when Andréa ran out of his car. I was so worried! I didn't know what was
wrong! I rolled my window down as he came toward my car and yelled
"quoi???" He replied with "nothing" and shrugged his
shoulders. I must've looked bewildered but he gave me a quick kiss, and smiled
before jumping back into his car. Ahhh!!!!!! I died with happiness inside. Not
only do I love surprises, but cute surprises like that??? Oh la la...I really
enjoy those moments when you start out feeling like something's wrong and you
end up overwhelmed with happiness. Andréa is so perfect!!! If it's his goal to
make me fall in love with him then he's already succeeded!!!
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