by A Total TaiTai Tale
Love that our Saturday morning rituals haven’t changed even 3,000 mi/5,000 km apart.
Her doing Pilates across from my (former) apartment, me sleeping in and reading in bed waiting for the text message telling me she’s done, us meeting for coffee and chat at Paris Baguette downstairs (Well now virtually from our respective living room/balcony). The only thing missing is our husbands texting us to ask where the heck we are when we lost track of time (because we are at home!) .
Oh the good old days!!!