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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Not all who wander are lost in United States is doing 37 things including…

Overcome my eating disorder.

27 cheers


Not all who wander are lost has written 18 entries about this goal


I’ve been sick all week…yesterday I could only consume half a bottle of Gatorade. It’s sad, but between the times where I felt overwhelmingly nauseated I felt excited thinking about the calories I wasn’t consuming.

I hate the way I think sometimes…

This has become increasingly difficult...

I was in a fairly serious car accident this summer. I was unable to get around normally for almost a month…and all that down-time helped in my recent weight gain. I am 153 lbs – my heaviest weight yet. Even in my chubby teen years I had never been over 147. This has made me two things: afraid of stepping on a scale, and feel unbearably guilty every time I eat. I work at a clothing store (Buckle) and I feel like I’ve let myself down every time I get dressed. I just want to wear loose sweatpants and hoodies…or plastics. It’s hard for me not to feel inferior or less of a member of society when I notice my face is a little rounder and I feel all-around not attractive. I haven’t reverted back to diet pills, but I sure have thought about it. I don’t think I could do that to Michael…he’s been standing with me through my worst with bulimia, the starving, the pills. My last bottle of Hydroxycut Hardcore was flushed down the toilet in his house and I swore I wouldn’t take them again. It’s time that I stood by my word.


“I wish you would eat more…you’re making yourself look like a scarecrow and it scares me.” – my mom.

I’m scared too.

The "joy" of eating

Have any of you seen the Sara Lee commercial on television? It’s like a hundred snaps of different people eating different foods to a song called “Happy-happy-joy-joy” and the end of it says something like The joy of eating.

I can’t help but feel sick to my stomach every time I see it.

Seriously, I have to walk out of the room.


I’m hungry…but I can’t make myself eat.

I can hear my stomach growling…but I can’t even look at food.

I’m starting to like what I see in the mirror…but I despise myself at the same time.

I’m fading away..but where am I going???

Hungry Tears

I ate a small breakfast this morning – so I thought it was going to be a good day, but that was all I could manage.

I drank some pineapple juice. I went for a run (that felt good).

Tried to make something to eat a couple times today, but I ended up throwing it out before I finished making it. I was so set on boiling water for some rice. I stood there, watching the water start to boil and I began to cry. I just spilled out the water and decided I’m not going to eat anymore today.

Writing this makes me cry. I feel so alone.

Every time

I get a little ahead, I take even two steps, I fall five steps back.

Today was not good.

But there is hope for tomorrow.

Does anyone know...

if prenatal vitamins make you gain weight?

A friend of mine reccomended them to make my nails and hair grow faster.

It's 2 am and I wanna go to bed

Right now I can not stop thinking about the cinnamon rolls that are sitting in my mum’s kitchen. I want to eat all of them – all 2000+ calories.

I know I’ll just feel overwhelmed with guilt if I cave. It’s taking all my will power to stay in this room.

I wish I could sleep.


Yesterday was Mothers’ Day.

I took my mum out to breakfast, but it was so stressful finding something to eat. I didn’t want anything – but I didn’t want to take my mum out and not eat with her…

So all I managed to eat was an egg, no salt, one sausage patty that was about 1.5” in diameter, and a piece of wheat toast, no butter. I had a bowl of whole grain cereal later…and that’s all I could do.

I’m afraid I’m scaring myself into not eating at all.

Not all who wander are lost has gotten 27 cheers on this goal.


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