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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SimplicityInTheLBC "Energy and persistence conquer all things." - Ben Franklin

be awesome at my new job (read all 35 entries…)
I am not above bribery.

One of my choirs in particular has found my last nerve and is jumping up and down on it with both feet. I’m frustrated, I get the feeling they’re frustrated (although I don’t know WHY because all this would go much smoother if they would just QUIT TALKING FOR FIVE MINUTES).

Having them as my first class makes me not want to get out of bed in the morning. It doesn’t help that the Man is always sleepy and warm and hasn’t gotten up before me in almost 6 months, so I’m resentful that he gets to stay in the snuggly bed and I have to drag my ass out to the car and drive for 45 minutes.

So tomorrow I am bringing them cupcakes. It is Friday, and they will probably be next to useless anyway, so very little singing will be done – instead, we listen to music for next year’s set and organize our winter show folders to return, and generally enjoy(?) each other’s company.

NOT looking forward to the next two weeks, where I bite my nails and get (more) gray hair while waiting to hear if I’m being RIF’d or not. March 15 is the magic day – if they haven’t done it by then, that shiz is illegal.

I briefly contemplated changing this goal to “survive my first year at my new job,” because that’s really what it feel likes right now. But somehow, that doesn’t feel nearly as inspiring as “be awesome”. I suppose if I shoot for awesome and fall short, I can still come up competent – which should be really what’s important.


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