Packing and Paris

I wish I was packing for a trip to Paris but I'm not. I'm just dreaming. This time 5 years ago I was on my honeymoon and waking up to a crisp Spring day in Paris. I was about to have breakfast at a quaint little cafe/patisserie, about to people watch as I drink my hot chocolat, watch the cafe owner's little fluffy white dog (Parisians love their pet dogs, they are everywhere!), about to see the sights for the first time and have my breath taken away (literally) by La Tour Eiffel for the first time.

Right now I am packing for our move. So far I have taped a box completely but have forgotten to pack anything in it. *Sigh* Not a great start. I better get Paris out of my mind and get on with packing.