"SDF" stands for "Sans Domicile Fixe" in French. That is the polite way (and the official way) of referring to a homeless person - a person without a fixed domicile. I moved again today. I could be called an SDF. It's a bit of a joke among my friends. No, I am not sleeping in a cardboard box under a bridge, I am currently staying in a very nice apartment in one of Paris' nicer districts. Again, friends have come to the rescue by lending me an apartment until I can move into my very own place on Friday, October 1st.
I must say I'm getting very good at living out of a suitcase. And a small one at that. But I will be very happy to finally gather my stuff in one place and unpack. I probably won't be completely settled until after my son Eric's visit next week - I am planning to lend him my new apartment. But at least I will have a place to call my own for awhile.
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