Six years to accomplish 30 things. Seems easy right?
As I look into the future, the big milestone is so far away—and I have so many other milestones before then. Getting married. Turning 25. Graduating. And the list gets bigger and bigger as life continues to reveal itself to me.
Although 30 is so far away, I need some strategery. After sizing my list up, I’ve realized just how big some of the items are.
One of the items that I’m most excited about—and most scared of—is learning another language. I spent hours last night just trying to decide WHAT language I should learn. Look at how many options there are on Rosetta Stone—and that’s only like 2% of all the languages in the world!
Should I relearn all of the French that I used to know and love (only to forget it all again because I have no one to speak it to)? Should I finally give in and learn Spanish—something that is actually useful when I move back to Texas? Or should I go with something off the wall, like Russian or Swahili?
Well, I guess that last option is pretty much off the table. Joie de vivre doesn’t mean impracticality!
So, what do you think? French or Spanish?