Dear 43 Things Users,

10 years after introducing 43 Things to the world, we have decided we have met our last goal: completing the incredible experience that has been 43 Things. Please join us in giving one last cheer to all the folks who have shared their goals with the world, as well as all the people who have worked at The Robot Co-op to build this incredible website. We won a Webby Award, published a book, and brought happiness to a lot of people.

Starting today, 43 Things users can export their goals and entries from the site. Starting August 15, we will make the site “read only”. 43 Things users will still be able to view the site and export their content, but we won’t be taking any new content from users. We hope to leave the site up for folks to see and download their content until the end of the year. Ending on New Year’s Eve takes us full circle.

It has been a long ride (one of our original goals was to "build a company that lasts at least 2 years” - we beat that one!) While we wish the site could live on, it has suffered from a number of challenges - changes in how people use the site, the advertising industry, and how search engines view the site. We wish the outcome was different – but we’ve always been realistic about when our goals are met and when they aren't.

As of today, you will be able to download your goals and entries. See more about that on the FAQ page. Thanks for 10 great years of goal-setting and achieving.

- The Robots.

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I have no idea what his name is...

...or where he is today, but he shaped my life. I was 11 years old, and we lived in Maryland. My dad was working on a project that must have required many of his coworkers to be away from their families, because while on that job, we often had some of his colleagues over for dinner. One night a big cheerful man with lots of grey hair came over. He enjoyed the dinner with abandon, and he laughed a lot, and he treated myself and my siblings like we were real people with real things to say. This was unusual, as most of dad’s visitors ate mom’s good cooking, chatted with my parents and largely ignored us little people.

After dinner, we were showing him the brand new family computer, trying out all the bells and whistles. We got talking about word processing software and from there somehow I wound up telling him I really enjoy writing, and how frustrating it was to look at what I had written, deem it unfit for human eyes, and then destroy everything I’ve written.

He looked at me with such alarm; I thought I had offended him somehow.

“Don’t ever destroy what you’ve written,” he said. “No matter how senseless or poorly constructed it might seem, there’s no such things as bad writing. Those are your thoughts, your words; don’t destroy them. And don’t ever stop writing.”

I’ve never stopped.

Wherever he is right now, I hope he has a beautiful day.


Wow, that's a really good story!

How cool to get such awesome encouragement early on!

It's so interesting

how little it takes to encourage someone along the way.

I sometimes wonder what it is that causes a word or conversation to embed itself into our being such that it remains forever.

gingeeta has gotten 3 cheers on this entry.


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