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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joie de vivre Here, now and until the end

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I was piloting a small fishing vessel. I was the only one on board. I was where the Columbia River empties out into the Pacific. The weather was very stormy, raining hard and the wind was blowing. I was aware that the currents might be treacherous, and I could see ahead a section of rapids that I would want to avoid.

As I approached this area, where the sea meets the mighty river, a huge ocean wave started to form. I had no choice but to move forward. My boat was swept up this enormous wave. I was fearful about being tossed right on my back; I was regretting being in the boat all alone and not having someone else help me.

The dream shifted; I was reading from a cosmic newspaper that of the many fishing boats that got caught out in the storm, there was one that did not survive. I wondered if that boat had been mine.

(while photo is from the internets of an actual fishing boat at the mouth of the Columbia being flipped up, please know that in my dream, the wave was at least five times larger than that.)


joie de vivre Here, now and until the end

This photo’s closer, except the weather is too bright, and the wave still is too small.

joie de vivre has gotten 5 cheers on this entry.


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