If lazy days really existed in my schedule, they’d look like this : rolling in bed the whole day and not getting up. At all. AT ALL. During our stay in Paris last December, it just happened like that. It was a Sunday, Fiona had just left as she had some exams to work on (which she recently passed!!!) leaving me by myself in this gigantic, gorgeous room. The streets were quiet, the ambiance at the Park Hyatt on Place Vendôme peaceful… I woke up at 4pm (yes you read correctly, 4pm! And I did go to bed at 11pm the night before… no crazy party..!), checked the time on my phone and fell back to sleep. I woke up the next day at 1pm. It was pure madness but I guess that my body craved some laziness and the fact that these beds are so comfy doesn’t help. They really make me feel like home.
Lately I’ve been forced into being lazy as I got sick. It usually never happens to me as I try to eat as healthy as possible during the whole year to make sure my immune system is boosted (the only way to hold on to such a hectic schedule) but the weather lately just got me : plus I gotta say, I’ve been indulging more than I should and haven’t been sleeping that much so… My body just decided to give up on me, forcing me to stay in bed for a nice handful of five straight days… Joy.