In three days time I will be on a plane headed to Arizona with my girlfriend. It will be our first trip on a plane together. It’s my first flight in two years when I went to Vegas for my buddy’s bachelor party. Spending some relaxing time in the sun next to a pool will be blissful.
I’m staring my fortieth birthday in the face. I’m honestly not too freaked out about it. Things are on the up and up for me so I’m optimistic my forties will be a solid decade.
Work is going well, I owe a lot less money on my taxes than I expected, I still have full head of hair, people continue to mispronounce my name, I don’t require a listening device at movies, and the next few weeks will be lots of fun between the travel and my big four oh celebration. These are all good things.
At work I get to use my French skills at least twice a week leading two training calls per week. It feels nice to use my second tongue again. It’s been a few years since I last used my French skills regularly so I’m pleased it’s happening. Sure I’m a bit rusty, but it’s definitely improving each week. So much so that there have been times when I’m teaching the English class and nearly say words in French. I consider this a very good thing. I’m certain my dreams in French are just around the corner. Parfait!
Bring on the birthday and all that lies ahead. I’m ready for this!