Did I ever tell you I made a list of things I wanted to do in my 38th year? I’m sure I’ve mentioned it. Anyway, we were at the beach awaiting the storm and I began reflecting (read: drinking) on things I wanted to accomplish in the next year. The list was quick and dirty, but it contained some things that I should have done already, as well as some things that have been in the back of my mind for a while.
Here we are 6 months in to my 38th year and I’ve done nothing. Failure! Wait, I’ve kind of done one but not to my satisfaction. The other is currently in progress so I will definitely be able to mark that one as complete. But one is totally not even possible anymore because I futzed around and waited too long.
I need to really get cracking these next six months. They are all completely doable, but they won’t get done if I don’t put forth any effort. Don’t worry, I’ll share deets once I start marking them off.
Maybe I’ll start this weekend.