French apartment renovation, Day 120: Third time's the charm?

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We might have found a plumber! We had a new plumber come by this morning. He said everything we wanted would be entirely doable. He was very pleasant and professional and sent us an estimate this evening. And...his estimate was far better than the other two!

The only drawback: he's booked for the next month. So we will do other stuff while we're waiting for him. Our plan is to hire him for the complicated hallway plumbing and for the back apartment. Then we'll do the front ourselves, maybe, depending on our budget and our schedule at that point. But his estimate is so reasonable that we may very well just pay him for everything.

After he left, Eric and I got a few good hours' work done, jackhammering off more of the ceiling and cleaning up debris. It's messy but so satisfying. We also cleared off the skim coat of plaster on one of the upper walls. It was loose and crumbling almost everywhere, so we took it all off.

Then, time for fun! We met up with a group of friends in Saint-Jean-Cap-Ferrat. We took a hike, well more like a pleasant stroll, along the Sentier du Littoral. Then we went back to Plage Passable. The littler kids all went for a swim but it was too chilly for me to try :)

We loved watching Rusty, the Staffordshire Bull Terrier puppy, trying to bury his stick and going in the water (and on the paddleboard!) for the first time.

 

Eric went spearfishing and came back with a rouget and a mulet.

Dio stayed home because he had afternoon soccer practice. Even having one kid absent makes the family feel so small and quiet.

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French apartment renovation, Day 119: Happy birthday to me!!!!

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A busy day. The 3 youngest kids were supposed to go to the Bois des Lutins, but we found out it got closed over the weekend due to a new regional Covid regulation. Instead, Inga and Ivy went with our friends to a hike, visit to an old fortress, and tour of Eze village. They were gone all day and had a wonderful time. They got treated to ice cream and barbecue potato chips. Kid heaven.

Once we got them sent off, I went running, showered, and then got dressed to work downstairs. We got the hallway subfloor installed, did some more talking and head-scratching, and created an action plan for tomorrow (jackhammer off the other half of the ceiling). We cleared out the entire room and cleaned up. Yes, we'll just get it messy all over again, but at least our tools will all be out of the way.

I wanted to get more done today, but that's life. I tried calling the plumber AGAIN (this time it went straight to voicemail, so I left a message). At what point do I give up?

I did more breech work in the afternoon. Also Eric persuaded me to go to the beach and read in the sun. Zari came along, too. I read a few more chapters of Obama's memoir and Eric quizzed Zari on lots more random vocabulary words. I pulled two words off the page I was reading. One was "eminent." I can't remember the other one. But anyone who can use two SAT worthy words on a random page has my respect.

Then...dinner! Eric put together a masterpiece:

• asparagus
• bacon, mushroom, onion, & Roquefort quiche
• smoked trout & mussel quiche
• 3 kinds of cheese
• blueberries in cream
• Opéra cake

We have tons of leftovers so I won't need to cook dinner tomorrow. Even better!

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French apartment renovation, Day 118: Sunday but not sunny day

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Rain was forecast most of the day, but we ended up with just a mostly cloudy day. Not too bad! I got several good walks in, some by myself and some with sidekicks.

Our afternoon was mostly lazy, playing games or reading or working on the computer (cough cough, that would be me). Dio spent the afternoon playing with a friend. I said it was fine as long as they stayed outside.

We went out for a quick hour in the afternoon. Zari and I went on a walk, then filled 6 bottles with sparkling water. It's like going to the village well, only with bubbles!

Comrade stopped by to look at our progress and give his advice on a few things. We mentioned we needed to sandblast the wood ceiling and the old beams, and he offered to lend us his 150L air compressor. We would just need to buy the pistol, hose, and blasting medium. We can do a test to see if his compressor has adequate airflow. We love Comrade!

I made chicken pot pie for dinner, always a favorite.

Well, time to do something relaxing this evening. I listened to the Mormon Stories interview with Natasha Helfer today. She's a sex/marriage therapist who is facing excommunication for advocating for good clinical practices (which often clash with official Mormon church teachings around sexuality & gender issues).

Yeah, that's got me a bit riled up. Down with patriarchy and sexual shame! Yay for positive, empowering messages about sex and bodies and relationships! So now I need something bland and boring to occupy my evening:)

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French apartment renovation, Day 117: Soccer and SAT prep

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Zari was the first one up this morning; she had 9 am soccer practice. I was awake but pretending I was asleep for a while 🙂 I went on a run and worked on the breech research update the rest of the morning while Eric took the other kids to play soccer at the chateau. 

I also baked 4 loaves of sourdough. Zari said, "Mama, your bread is heaven on earth." Then she sang, "Hallelujah!"

Ivy's friend had a birthday today. Since we're in lockdown, we couldn't do a proper birthday party. But we all met back up at the cheateau mid-afternoon for outdoor play time and a few treats. Eric played soccer AGAIN in the afternoon, this time with a group of adults. Dio rode scooters with his friend for 4 hours.

At dinnertime, Eric said something to the effect of, "When you kids are all in bed, Rixa and I have intellectual conversations." Inga then asked what "intellectual" meant. Then this got Eric started on quizzing Zari on her vocabulary. It felt like SAT or ACT prep hour. A few that I managed to write down:

Sanguine.
Bloody?
No.
(looks it up) Optimistic or positive. What?!

Pollyannish.
I have not read enough literature to know what that means.

Conflagration.
On fire?
Yes.
Boom!

Pustulent.
Determined?
No.
Um, proud?
No.
I've heard it before. Aggressive? no...Pus? So acne-filled?
Yes!

Postulate.
To brag?
No.
To position?
Yes, in a way. To apply or theorize.

Telekinetic.
Oh, that's easy. A person who can, let's see, not read minds. Moving energy. I know it has somthing to do with your mind. To move with your mind.

Colostomy.
I don't even know. (looks it up) What?! Seriously? Ugh, that's horrible. 

Hernia.
I'm afraid of knowing. (looks it up) Ugh, seriously? 

Chagrin
Oh, shame! [That's an easy one--it's a French word!]

We caught Eric in an error--he mixed up "salubrious" with "salacious." Haha! 

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French apartment renovation, Day 116: Friday is the new Thursday

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Well, everyone got their exercise in today except for me. I did go on a long walk (to the hardware store) but didn't do anything to break a real sweat.

We started installing the subfloor in the hallway and then ran out of screws. Hence the trip to the hardware store. It was past noon by time I got back.

Eric had some ideas of how to completely reimagine our apartment but I'm not entirely convinced it would work. It would involve kids' bedrooms only accessible by going through the parent's bedroom and then the parent's bathroom. But the idea behind it was good: keep more of the front & back parts connected.

I was convinced today was Thursday. Being on school vacation will do that to a person.

I had another Zoom meeting this evening and worked on video editing much of the day. I love what I do. I don't love that I always have something to work on and no set hours. It's too easy to let my projects fill all of my time.

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French apartment renovation, Day 115: We have a (sub)floor!

It's so rewarding to start and finish a job all in one day--actually, all before lunchtime. We installed the tongue & groove subfloor. It was a bit of pain because about half of the boards were warped (the lumberyard stores its lumber outside in the rain???). But we got it all in place and forced it into submission.

 


The kids got ready for the day (which in theory means brushing teeth, making beds, and getting dressed) and practiced piano. Then they were allowed to watch one episode of Kipo. After that they exercised (PE With Joe) and then they got to watch another episode. Ivy came down each time an episode finished to inform us of their progress and to ask permission to watch another one. We ended up letting them watch 4 episodes while we were working.

Dio and Zari both had soccer practice after lunch. Eric took Ivy and Inga to the chateau and I recorded my breech research update. It's not perfect but it's good enough. The next step is video editing.

So yeah, I ended around dinnertime and was feeling kaput. But my day wasn't done: I had two Zoom meetings from 7-9 pm. 

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French renovations, Day 114: Subfloor & soccer

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We spent the morning in the communist apartment getting ready to install the tongue & groove subfloor. We installed a cleat in the wall that will support the far ends of the subfloor that stick out past the last joist. Then we cut several boads, did lots of head-scratching because of course the room is not square, and installed the first board.

I made a fast-motion video but to be honest, there's not all that much to see! Tomorrow's should be better.

At that point we realized that the screws we had weren't great--we bought them back when we were planning on installing OSB. As it was getting close to lunch, we called it a day.

I went to buy better screws at Ciffreo Bona and Eric ate and got Ivy ready for soccer. I got home, ate a quick lunch, and then brought Inga to soccer and did the usual grocery trip to Aldi on the way home. Dio brought himself to soccer practice.

I got a few fun things in the mail: two instruction manuals about plumbing and electricity and a diamond drill bit. Yay! Also our electrical supplies arrived on a pallet this afternoon, just as Zari and I were heading out to her orthodontist appointment.

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French renovations, Day 113: Progress

Who knows how many steps because I forgot to put on my fitness tracker....

Sun! I can finally get our laundry dry. I did 3 loads to day and am still catching up. One or two days of rain mess everything up. 

I went on a run and then got the kids to get ready for the day with the promise that we'd watch one episode of Kipo. The caveat: they had to do PE With Joe after the first episode. So we all got in some good exercise, too.

Eric was downstairs writing in the dusty communist apartment (the musicians were practicing in the basement so Eric didn't go down there). He could hear us thumping around as we were doing burpees or high knees. Also he heard the arguing and various drama that inevitably happened.

Eric took Inga out to the beach right after lunch for a quick sunbathe. She loved it--she finally took her shirt off at the end and said it felt wonderful.

Then, finally, we worked in the communist apartment. Inga and Ivy helped me frame a little wall. It was slower than usual because we don't have a framing nailer. Instead, we did everything with deck screws. It's super secure and fits perfectly. High five to us for good measuring and drilling!

The girls also helped me pull nails out of the wall and take out more of the old wiring.

We also cut a few more channels in the wall and planned where we need to install a little wall cleat. This will allow us to install the pine subfloor tomorrow! So excited!

We've given up on hiring the plumber we wanted--he hasn't returned my 2 emails or my 2 texts. So we're just going to plan on doing it ourselves and hope for the best. I still would like to hire out the toilet waste plumbing because the one plumber we liked said he could bury all the lines in the wall, which would solve a lot of issues. We don't have the tools or expertise to do that, as it would involve tying into the old cast iron and moving some of it around.

Dio rode scooters with a friend in the afternoon, and Zari had a practice at Cavigal. So we all had lots of exercise by the end of the day!

Dinner was on Eric tonight: broccoli, escargots, sea scallops in cream & Vermouth sauce, and then peach ice cream floats for dessert. It was a bit of "what can we make with the random things we have left in the fridge?" and it worked out okay in the end.

We let the kids stay up late to watch the first half of the Champions League knockout match between PSG and BAY. I wanted the younger girls to go to bed on time but Eric persuaded me otherwise. "It's vacation!"

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French renovations, Day 112: More shopping, not so much renovating

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Well, we did accomplish both goals today, kind of. A) everyone exercises and B) we work on the communist apartment.

I went for a quick run this morning. I didn't realize it was raining until I got outside, so I shortened my run a bit. The kids all did PE With Joe.

Eric wrote down in the basement "cave" in the morning. We left for LeRoy Merlin after lunch, with these instructions to the kids: "You need to go outside and play!"

We got regular phone updates as we were driving there, shopping, and checking out. "Someone doesn't want to go outside. Someone is sad because they wanted to go to a friend's house but our family's rules don't allow that with Covid. Someone is ready to go out but their siblings aren't." Etc...

As we were driving home, they finally got out the door!

So what did we buy today? More hardware, masonry tools, shower waterproofing kit, chemical anchor, a few big pieces of lumber for the front mezzanine. We also tried to buy OSB but apparently there's a national shortage and the store is out of the thickness we need for maybe a month or more. Ack! Instead we decided to install a treated pine tongue-and-groove subfloor. It was available, it was the right thickness, and it was the same price as the thickest OSB.

So we strapped everything onto or into our car and headed home.

Besides her usual selection of fantasy/sci fi books, Zari has been reading all sorts of books that Eric often uses in his university classes. Let's see...here are some of the titles that I can remember:

• Ethan Frome
• The Awakening
• Their Eyes Were Watching God
• As She Climbed Across the Table
• Unless by Carol Shields
• The Autobiography of Malcolm X

When I put Zari to bed tonight, she was talking about Malcolm X's autobiography. She's about 1/3 of the way through, right at the part where he goes to prison. She couldn't stop remarking on how terrible and unfair things were for Black people at that time. (I say "were" but "are" is probably still appropriate, given the widespread disparities in anything from prison sentencing to maternal and infant mortality. Anyway, back to what I was saying...)

She was trying to find a way to express the sense of guilt and complicity she feels due to her own ethnic/racial heritage--you know, being part of the privileged group that benefits from a racist system. I'm glad that she can be aware of these things and that she's upset about the injustices around her.

Oh, for whatever reason this winter, we've had mold growing all over! It's on most of our wooden furniture and behind many objects that are close-ish to walls (not necessarily exterior walls--could be anywhere). It's so bizarre.

We haven't changed our heating or ventilation. We keep the apartment heated the same as we always have. We're not doing anything different this year compared to all the other years. So why all this mold? I've been spraying everything down with vinegar and then scrubbing it off after it sits for a while. This is driving me crazy.

We already have a dehumidifer in the attic bedroom; it's normally 85% humidity up there in the winter without the dehumidifer. I might need to buy another dehumidifer for the living room/kitchen and run it constantly.

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French renovations, Day 111: You call that rain?

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The forecast called for rain all day starting around 10 am. What actually happened? It misted from 9-10 am and then was dry the rest of the day. I got a few long walks in, one up to Cimiez by myself and then then another with the kids going back home.

I baked sourdough bread in the afternoon. A friend stopped by to pick up starter. My bread is just SO DELICIOUS. I make it because it saves money but the taste is the primary reason. Sadly we ate more than one loaf so I'll have to make more in a few days.

The kids are on school vacation for the next 2 weeks. Our goals are:
1. Everyone exercises every day...could be soccer, running, HIIT. Just do something!
2. Work on the communist apartment every day, using the kids as much as possible

We'll probably take another trip to Leroy Merlin tomorrow to buy another big load of supplies: a few big pieces of lumber, OSB for the subfloors, drywall, etc.

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French renovations, Day 110: Ugh, too much computer time!

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I was working all day. It's entirely my fault. I should have just called it a weekend and done fun stuff. But I had so much to do and was feeling motivated to get it done. And then in the evening we had a live session, so even more work.

Everyone else went and played soccer in the morning. Then because Eric didn't have enough soccer, he played pickup with a group of adults in the afternoon. We watched Wadjda this afternoon, a new film from Saudi Arabia. The kids really liked it and were all incensed about the unfairness for girls in that country.

I did go on a 30-minute walk and make dinner. That's the grand sum of what I did when I wasn't sitting in front of a computer!

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French renovations, Day 109: Track & field afternoon and evening lecture

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I love starting the day with a run. It was a brisk 8C when I left the house, but as soon as I got in the sun I warmed up and took off my jacket. I worked on breech things all day until mid-afternoon. Then we took a bike ride up to Vauban to run around on the track and play on the exercise equipment. (Dio stayed behind to ride scooters with a friend.)

I gave an evening Zoom lecture to an international group of maternity care providers. It went great but now I am wiped out mentally and I just need to collapse into a limp brainless heap and maybe beg Eric for a massage.

So that's my day. Ciao everyone.

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French renovations, Day 108: Headache

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I've had a headache all day, the kind that feels like my head is inside a vice grip. Yay. Did you know that Eric has never had a headache in his life? Never ever.

Zari is babysitting overnight. Both she and the little girl tested negative so I feel okay about letting her do it. She called to let me know everything went well so far, except it took her longer than expected to get the girl to bed. I think we parents expect that with babysitters! We finished the last of her homework over the phone, with her dictating and me typing in her answers and submitting them online.

Eric and I left the kids to fend for themselves in the morning and did some work in the communist apartment. We attached the 2nd ledger board in the hallway and put in a few lag bolts in the mezzainine structure, now that we have the right size drill bits. We also found the right size lumber from our salvage pile--roughly the size of American 2x4s, and cut them to size for a small wall we are building. Not a ton, but at least we did something.

The house was a mess when we came back up, papers and books and pencils scattered everywhere. Yay quarantine schooling. And productivity was...well...not so great.

I finally went out for a mid-afternoon walk. Earlier in the afternoon, Eric went to the beach to read in the sun for a bit.

And the rest of my day was filled with breech work and assisting children with homework. I think I need to get into bed and read some "brain candy" to distract me from my headache. Bonne nuit!

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French renovations, Day 107: Snow?!?

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There was snow up in the hills above Nice. It was a "warmer" 8C here when I opened the windows, which is surprisingly cold for April. We're currently watching the Champions League game, where it's snowing. We let Ivy and Inga stay up with the older kids and watch the first half.

Sadly we didn't work in the communist apartment today...I think this is the longest stretch we've taken since we bought the apartment. We have both been so busy with our own work, plus quarantine schooling on top of everything.

But! I am determined! We shall do some work tomorrow. And it helps that a set of drill bits--very important ones--arrived today.

We had our usual soccer afternoon. Ivy went for the first time since she broke her arm. Technically she's not supposed to play soccer, or even run at all, for another 6 weeks. Sorry, this little girl needs to run! I don't think there's too much risk in her doing drills and mini-scrimmages, compared to all the other running around she does the rest of the day.

I've been immersed in putting together by breech research update presentation. I have my little spot on the living room sofa--as much as an office as I'll get in this tiny apartment--and I'm there mostly nonstop. I'll get up to help kids, or eat, but then I'm back again as soon as possible.

I admit I have a hard time turning off my focus once I'm working on something. (And there is always more work to be done and no set working hours.) I really enjoy working but I know that I tend to ignore/neglect everyone else when I'm in the Zone.

A friend of ours who is a nurse got scheduled for a night shift tomorrow night and needs last-minute overnight babysitting. Zari often watches her daughter, although she hasn't had any opportunities since Covid began. I proposed that we get both Zari and her daughter tested tomorrow to be sure we're not passing something along.

I think that's the best compromise--my friend is in a real bind, being a healthcare provider! I know the rapid antigen tests aren't as accurate as PCR, but it's better than not testing at all.

This picture is from right after Mbappe's first goal. Very exciting!

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French renovations, Day 106: Home school & parks

Day 1 of quarantine schooling. I remember why it was to tough a year ago during our full lockdown. We can never get any work done having 4 kids competing for time on our two computers (both of which are work computers, in theory!).

At least it's just one week. Then we're on school holiday for 2 weeks.

In the afternoon, we headed to a skatepark at the edge of Nice. Dio was hoping to do scooter tricks. But after about 10 minutes, he and Eric left and joined the rest of us at a nearby park/playground. It was AMAZING! It had huge towers connected with rope/net bridges and a super tall steep slide.

So today was good, even though we parents got very little work done. I walked home with Zari and Dio because I needed to get dinner started. It was a bit over 5km or 3 miles. It was great to walk home with the kids (they were on scooters so they had it easy!) and talk about all sorts of things, including how the stories we tell about historical figures and religious leaders often have very little to do with the true messy history.

I didn't get home until close to 6 pm, which meant dinner didn't happen until close to 8. I'm not used to eating so late! With intermittent fasting, I usually open my eating window between 1-2 pm and close it at 6 pm when possible.

I have some fun videos but it's too late to get to them tonight.

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French renovations, Day 105: Easter holiday #2

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 It's a national holiday today so shops are closed. And it's springtime, so even though we're in lockdown everyone is outside walking around. It's okay--we are allowed outside. But crowds of people kind of destroy the feeling of "confinement." 

Inga went running with me in the morning. She kept up, mostly. We had to stop a few times because of side aches or "growing pains." Her words. She's super fast but isn't used to running longer distances without stopping. 

On our way home we saw something amusing: a boat carrying boats. Specifically, a boat carrying yachts. Kind of like how semi trucks carry cars? Imagine that x100. 

What did we do the rest of the morning? I worked on a research update for Breech Without Borders. Kids read books or played "air hockey" with empty chocolate coin wrappers. 

We wanted to go to the beach after lunch, but we ended up having piano lessons earlier than usual. I had to send everyone out of the house at 4 pm for a meeting, so they went to the beach even though it wasn't quite as nice out. Still it was partly sunny. Ivy and Inga swam. Zari, Dio, and Eric basked in the sun. I joined everyone when my meeting was done and read another chapter in Obama's memoir. 

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French renovations, Day 104: Easter holiday

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We live in a medieval village with a cathedral or church on every other street. We have bells that ring all throughout the day. I wake up to one set of bells, know it's X time throughout the day becuase of other bells. But on religious holidays, the bells go crazy. I love it.

We had a lazy, quiet morning at home. The kids were decorating Easter eggs all morning with acrylic paint. We kept asking them when they wanted to do the Easter egg hunt. The prerequisite was that they clean up their bedrooms. Finally, well after noon, they started cleaning up!

Then the fun began. We sent the kids out of the house, counted the chocolates, and then hid them all over. Each child was assigned X # of chocolates to find, to ensure that everyone came out equal. Dio was the last to finish and was really frustrated by the end. I'm amazed they found every single one!

While they were searching for eggs, we prepped a late lunch/early dinner. Green beans sauteed in olive oil & lemon juice (Eric), homemade biscuits (me), shrimp & vegetable tart (store-bought), and duck or sea scallops in puff pastry shells (also store-bought), followed by tarte au chocolat with fresh strawberries.

I think it's the first time I've bought something store-made for a holiday, but it was delicious and on clearance! Such a difference being in France vs. the US. I would never buy pre-made meals back in the States.

Inga ate so much chocolate that her stomach was really hurting after the meal. Poor girl!

We watched an episode of "The Unlisted" and then played Egg Wars, a Freeze family tradition. You smash your hardboiled eggs together, one-on-one, until just one egg is left unbroken. I'd like to show a video but uploading to FB hasn't been working for me at all lately. Plus I haven't edited it yet!

Inga was so sad that her eggs eventually succumbed. She named them and made them little RIP signs and didn't let us mix them with the rest of the deviled eggs. Oh yeah, we made deviled eggs with Roquefort & lardons, a French twist on bacon & blue cheese. YUM!!

We watched one more episode, then went on a walk. We refilled our bottles with sparkly water because why not?

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French renovations, Day 103: Play day

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I got the least amount of exercise by far today, compared to the rest of the family. Zari went up to soccer practice and Eric took the rest of the kids to the château for a pickup match. I walked to the grocery store and carried home a heavy cart of groceries.

After running for 2 hours straight, the kids weren't tired. Not at all! In fact, Eric, Inga, and Dio had enough energy that they went to the outdoor track in Vauban and timed themselves running the 100m. They also played on various exercise equipment.

I babysat Ivy's friends, identical twins from school, so we went to the Tête Carrée park. There they ran around for at least an hour, hardly stopping except to get drinks of water. Then we came back and raced toy cars down Rue Rosetti.

We had an excellent dinner tonight (Eric's turn): vegetable & shrimp tart (store-bought since it was on sale), salmon with garlic & capers, and tarte au chocolat (which I made).

Zari is fretting about not quite fitting in with or being liked by her soccer teammates. She's always been different, socially (kind of like me!). Part of it is that social interactions aren't necessarily intuitive for her. And she's an introvert. And she mostly doesn't care too much about fitting in. (Again, sounds like me!) But she can sense when things are different, or awkward, or uncomfortable and it does bother her.

She's always been an outsider here in France. And even generally, whether in France or the US, she's never had a "best friend" that she does everything with. Going back and forth so often hasn't helped, combined with her more independent personality. But I do feel bad that she's missed out on that part of growing up.

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French renovations, Day 102: Slow going

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Our chemical anchor arrived today, so we anchored one board to the stone wall in the hallway. On the other side is a thin solid wall interspersed with pieces of wood right at the height of the board. We'll attach it with lag bolts that should arrive tomorrow.

Zari came down and helped us. We did a few other smaller things: a bit of jackhammering, prying out the ends of the beams that we cut (leaving one behind that we'll trim and clean up...a bit of history embedded in the wall!). A bit of cleaning and vacuuming. Still no major progress on anything, which is frustrating.

Zari drew pictures in the dust.

I worked on breech stuff the rest of the day: entering in scholarship applications, updating spreadsheets, sending reminder emails for our followup surveys, working on the 2020 research update.

Ivy begged to go swimming again after school. It was cooler and starting to be overcast, but she didn't care. I let her go for a short hour while I went on a walk. There were a group of friends at the beach, but she was the only one in the water! And she did NOT want to get out.

I made roast chicken with wild thyme and rosemary (picked during last Sunday's hike) and beets. No time for fancy today.

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French renovations, Day 101: Foiled again

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We haven't made much progress on the communist apartment this week. So today we had grand plans to finish installing the mezzanine in the hallway. We drilled the holes in the header plates and embedded 3 of the threaded rods in the wall, then realized that we had run out of scellement chimique (chemical anchor)! I went to one of the bigger local hardware stores, Ciffreo Bona, but their prices were so high that we decided to purchase the supplies on Amazon.

So we had to call it quits today.

Dio went back to school this morning. I was in bed because, yet again, I woke up in the middle of the night and had a hard time sleeping after that.

Big day today: Ivy FINALLY got her cast off. But she's not entirely done yet! She has to wear a brace (atelle) for another 3 weeks, and we go back for one last x-ray. That will make 9 weeks total.

Eric settled the bills and, thanks to our carte vitale, our portion of the payment was less than € 100. I think the total fees out of pocket were around € 400. That's for the ambulance ride, the ER visit, multiple medications and x-rays before & during the bone setting, then a 1-week follow up visit and x-ray, a 4-week visit & x-ray and a new cast, and then today's 6-week visit, x-ray, and cast removal.

Ivy came home smiling and ready for a swim! Eric and I both came to get some sun, then Eric had to leave to pick up Inga. A few of Ivy's friends and their parents ran into us at the beach after school. I didn't go in the water today; I would have if it had been mid-day.

It's late, so I will edit and post the videos tomorrow. I need to get in bed and read something entertaining (but not too exciting...I'm aiming for mildly interesting. I need to be able to fall asleep!)

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