Last week, a friend and I were talking about personal goals (in reference to Secret Big Noun) and I mentioned about wanting to have a language goal, maybe work on my French.

Two days ago, my old French teacher called me out of the blue. I hadn’t seen her since I’d taken her class 3 or 4 years ago, though we’d kept loosely in touch. (Just looking through emails, the last time we talked was last May.) We got together to have coffee today and she promptly gave me a list of things to look into in order to move to France. At the top: becoming an au pair for 3 months so that I can go and feel things out.

The Coffee Bean where we met is one I’d suggested, because it’s close to where I work. Conveniently enough, it was 10 minutes away from her house, and coincidentally enough, just across the street from the French Consulate.

So now I’m googling a day in the life of an au pair.

Quelle est ma vie?