It's not labor day in france

Sunday before last, Ms. Labadie, the woman in charge of welcoming me to St Remy said she would check that Monday about the details of the housing the offered to me, including its address so I could send myself a package and when I could move in. It's now been a week since she was supposed to get back to me. I understand French time, I understand provencal time, but its getting ridiculous. I went back through my emails to make sure I didn't offend her by mistake, but everything seems correct and never did I mistakenly slip into the informal "tu." I don't want to pester her, and I don't when is too eary to email her again according to the rules of politesse.