“...can't trust that day... sometimes it just turns out that way.” As you might guess, it's another rainy day in Saint-Aignan — another in a long string of them that's not yet over, according to the weather report on Télématin.
Today I'll be writing out my last will and testament so that I can turn it in at the notary's office tomorrow morning. Walt's doing the same.
I have a doctor's appointment tomorrow morning too. It's a regularly scheduled appointment, but I'm going to see a new doctor for the first time. I hope I like him as much as I liked the old doctor, who recently retired for medical reasons.
While I'm at the doctor's, Walt has to go to the office in Saint-Aignan where a rep. from the Sécurité Sociale holds weekly hours. He needs to to straighten out some matters having to do with his French health insurance. It's on a walk-in, no-appointments basis, so you never know how long it might make.
None of that is much fun. My mood matches the sky's mood. So for lunch we'll have some comfort food: bœuf braisé aux carrottes et aux panais. Braised beef, carrots, parsnips, steamed potatoes, and onions, cooked in vegetable broth and rosé wine. At least we'll have that pleasure to look forward to at lunchtime. Being able to find parsnips easily is a new thing here in France.