Last night I did something that I had been dreading all day, something that really scared me.
You'd think I was dipping my feet in a piranha bath or something actually worthy of such terror, but no, I merely attended an open evening at the local college. The reason I went was to enquire about the Irish course they offer on an evening; it's just a 10 week course that runs during the autumn term and I wanted to check if it would be suitable for someone who knows how to say "Dia dhuit, Gail is ainm dom" and no more. Oh and "is maith liom cupan tae".
It turns out that it's going to be perfect so my bravery paid off.
I have a feeling that these classes will end up making me feel the same way driving lessons did a few years ago (constant pangs of "OH SHIT" every time I remember throughout the day) but I passed my driving test first time and there's no reason why my adventures in Irish can't be as successful.
I can't wait to get going and I'm SO ready for a challenge!