You may have noticed that my posts have been few and far between over the course of this last month. This is not, as it was in France, a result of being exceptionally busy seeing and doing fantastically wonderful things. On the contrary, my lack of postage is directly correlated to the fact that I have nothing much to write about.
I am bored. At first it was a great feeling. I had nothing to do, nowhere to be, no worries whatsoever. After a month, feeling relaxed has led to feeling pointless.
So, I have become obsessed with hobbies. I jump rope to attempt to stay in shape (Europe has a way of making you fit that nothing in America can compare to), I bake (thus defeating the whole point of jumping rope), I've started playing guitar, I watch movies and read books, I look for jobs, and I scrapbook my year in France (this has become my obsession, although it makes me miss France even more.)
Besides my hobbies, there have been a few fun activities over the last month. Some of these I've already blogged about, but besides those I've gotten to hang out with my family and watch countless episodes of our newest fav NCIS, played putt putt with Valerie and Gwen, played violin in church every week, visited Hannah in Lynchburg after she got home from France, skyped with Camilla, and had a wonderful visit with my college buddies in Tennessee.
So really, looking back over this post, I feel like maybe my month home hasn't been a complete waste of time. It really is so nice to be back with my friends and family. The hard part is being so far away from everyone and attempting to fill my days while seriously missing France and the friends and life I've left behind.
