Oh golly, it's been so long since I've posted that I'm having a hard time actually writing something, anything, without editing it before I've even finished a sentence! But, hey, that now that I've finished one whole sentence the rest should be easy, right?
I've been crafting my own personal bucket list for the year and naturally I got a wild hare to have sixteen items. Because Twenty Sixteen!
So far though, I only have twelve thingies on it. Which is great because now I have room to add great ideas as they occur to me.
Some goals were no-brainers...like realizing that I am determined to meet my cousin Linda who loves thrifting as much as I do (even if she is a genius at seeing and snapping up great buys) and attend either the Alameda Flea Market or the one on Treasure Island with her. We've been trying to get there for a few years without notable success so I've moved it way high on my priority list.
Other easy-peasy ones: camping (because that's on my list every year) and finishing my Irish Chain quilt (the top is one hundred percent pieced so backing, batting and quilting are next).
Some are from the To-Do list, which shouldn't really be part of a bucket list, BUT...checking them off would make my life so much nicer. It would be great if our master bath toilet actually flushed reliably on the first try. Equally lovely would be a garage door opener that closed. Currently I hold the button down for eighteen seconds while it closes and then depart the garage via the small garage door. I'm grateful that it opens without incident, but holding that button down is getting old, old, old.
I even surprised myself by realizing that I want to volunteer by either using my DIY skills for Habitat or exercising my bent for all things vintage (history major here) by linking up with the historical society. Leading a walking tour of our historical districts would suit me just fine.
Also, I plan to polish up my hostessing skills and revive Game Night for the neighborhood. Time to make plans and send invitations. (Right after I embark on a major house cleaning. Yeah, I know the neighbors would enjoy themselves in a slightly-cluttered house as much as a nice tidy one, but otherwise my sweetie will drive me insane with last-minute cleaning just when I need to focus on final party prep. Truthfully, it wouldn't hurt me one little bit to organize myself enough to have a company-ready home most the time. In fact, it would probably make me feel pretty good.) But I digress.
You may have noticed these don't add up to twelve. Could be you'll hear about the other ideas on the 2016 list when they become reality. Wish me luck!
I'm now hitting the Publish button. (Not waiting on photos. Not going over it and over it with endless edits. Otherwise this will join the other one hundred-fifty posts in my Drafts folder.)
Stay shiny, be inspired, focus on the good, enjoy life,
I've been crafting my own personal bucket list for the year and naturally I got a wild hare to have sixteen items. Because Twenty Sixteen!
So far though, I only have twelve thingies on it. Which is great because now I have room to add great ideas as they occur to me.
Some goals were no-brainers...like realizing that I am determined to meet my cousin Linda who loves thrifting as much as I do (even if she is a genius at seeing and snapping up great buys) and attend either the Alameda Flea Market or the one on Treasure Island with her. We've been trying to get there for a few years without notable success so I've moved it way high on my priority list.
Other easy-peasy ones: camping (because that's on my list every year) and finishing my Irish Chain quilt (the top is one hundred percent pieced so backing, batting and quilting are next).
Some are from the To-Do list, which shouldn't really be part of a bucket list, BUT...checking them off would make my life so much nicer. It would be great if our master bath toilet actually flushed reliably on the first try. Equally lovely would be a garage door opener that closed. Currently I hold the button down for eighteen seconds while it closes and then depart the garage via the small garage door. I'm grateful that it opens without incident, but holding that button down is getting old, old, old.
I even surprised myself by realizing that I want to volunteer by either using my DIY skills for Habitat or exercising my bent for all things vintage (history major here) by linking up with the historical society. Leading a walking tour of our historical districts would suit me just fine.
Also, I plan to polish up my hostessing skills and revive Game Night for the neighborhood. Time to make plans and send invitations. (Right after I embark on a major house cleaning. Yeah, I know the neighbors would enjoy themselves in a slightly-cluttered house as much as a nice tidy one, but otherwise my sweetie will drive me insane with last-minute cleaning just when I need to focus on final party prep. Truthfully, it wouldn't hurt me one little bit to organize myself enough to have a company-ready home most the time. In fact, it would probably make me feel pretty good.) But I digress.
You may have noticed these don't add up to twelve. Could be you'll hear about the other ideas on the 2016 list when they become reality. Wish me luck!
I'm now hitting the Publish button. (Not waiting on photos. Not going over it and over it with endless edits. Otherwise this will join the other one hundred-fifty posts in my Drafts folder.)
Stay shiny, be inspired, focus on the good, enjoy life,
it all sounds doable...good luck and happy 2016.
ReplyDeleteThanks! I hope to look back on 2016 and marvel at what I've done--God willing and the crick don't rise!
DeleteI love to hear from you...anything you share is lovely and inspiring. Here's to a great 2016.
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