It's March 1st. I have been accepted by Le Cordon Bleu. I just picked up my visa from the consulate. I confirmed my apartment last week. My flights are booked. I even bought new duffle bags for the trip, because, well, because it's me and if there is an excuse to buy something new under the guise of being practical then I am going to do it. You may that I am all set to go, that I'm a prepared for this adventure but I am not. Honestly what the fuck am I doing... It seemed like great idea 4 months ago when I quit my job working for the "dragon lady" and had this romantic adventure planned. I even have a great summary of what I expect to do after my 9 months in Paris but truth be told I have not idea if this whole thing is going to work out. I have had 3 drastically different careers since graduating from college a mere 3 years ago. I am not a flake I just haven't found my niche. If this cooking doest work out I think I may be running out of ideas.
But if you don't take big risks there are very rarely big rewards, so fingers crossed as I take a leap of faith across the atlantic ocean.
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