Oui, ça marche!

Or in other words: YES, this self-employed #workfromanywhere works!

That is, as long as le wifi does.

And, for a long puzzling period between Sunday and mid-day Monday, it did not. Since all three of us here depend on that signal for our livelihoods, this unexpected break was not a little disconcerting.

Um, but yeah: this is Paris, so...

Monday morning we took advantage of the lull (and our appetites) to take an early stroll along the Canal St. Martin to Du Pain et des Idées, followed by a stop at Ten Belles for a noisette, then sat by the water, demolishing the delicious as a tourist boat negotiated the lock. The weather was thankfully cooler than the previous several days, the tiny perfect coffee cups hot between our fingers.

The back-up plan was that we'd take our laptops to a nearby co-work cafe, but PRESTO, like magic (which it is), le wifi was back, so we spent the afternoon happily motoring along, full steam ahead, three separate businesses powered by three separate sets of hands.

That I can actually work from here makes me feel a little less bad for leaving my busy husband home solo with all of the usual chores. 

That I can actually work from here reminds me how glad I am that I am walking the earth now, in this remarkable time, when we can so effectively determine our own destinies, the shape of our lives day-to-day. What we do and where we sit, and what sights we see, as we're doing it.

And let's not forget: what we eat. The escargot chocolat pistache that I had yesterday was everything I'd heard it would be and vastly more: just total delicious perfection beyond imagining. And to be sitting there, wrapped in the sounds and sights of the city with my beloved sister by my side, well, seriously could anything be better than that? And then to get home and pound out a solid six hours of work (after a delicious lunch!), again: dreamy.

#fuckyeahParis for reals.

I'm serious: #makeyourlife. Whatever you think the obstacle is, detonate that bitch and get some of what I'm having right now. A mouth full of delicious, my days in my own hands.

XX

PS Because I fell instantly in love with the art pictured in the photo collage above, please check out the work of Fred Le Chevalier. <swoon>