Lately I’ve been contentedly bumbling along in my life and enjoying living abroad for a while.
Then every so often someone will ask what I’ll do once my au pairing year is over which makes me pull this face.
And say I don’t know. I hadn’t really thought about it.
Which makes them pull this face,
and tell me it’s awful that I’ve no idea what I want to do for the rest of my life.
Which makes me mentally do this.
But I smile and nod and say, “It is isn’t it! I should sort my life out! I’ll get right on that.”
Then I go get some wine and read a book.