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 long ago, I spent a weekend with a friend and her children.

Her little girl (AB) is just over two-and-a-half – with the language skills of a four-year-old – and her son is twelve months old.

We had to make a two-hour car trip for a weekend visit – my friend drove, whilst I tended to the kids from the front seat. About an hour into the journey, AB called out to me.

“Shell.”

My friend was in the midst of a story, so I didn’t immediately respond. AB tried again, a little louder.

“Shell.”

I started turning around to look at her, but obviously wasn’t quick enough.

“Jonesy!”

It took all our effort for my friend and I not to dissolve into giggles. We’d never heard her use my nickname before, and my friend doesn’t ever refer to me as Jonesy when she’s speaking with AB – if anything, she usually refers to me as ‘little Shell’, to distinguish me from our other friend, ‘big Shell’.

That night (Friday), AB woke up in the wee hours because she was cold. Her brother was also unwell, so my friend didn’t get much sleep. On Saturday night, we decided that I would sleep on a mattress in AB’s room, so that I could cover her up if she woke again, in the hope that she might go back to sleep. I explained to AB that if she woke up and was cold, she could call out to me and I would help her.

In the wee hours of Sunday morning, I heard AB stir. She began chatting to herself, then sang a verse of her dad’s football team song. I tried not to giggle, but couldn’t help myself when the next thing she said was, “Jonesy, I’m cold. I’m cold, Jonesy.”



A friend posted a link to this on Facebook.

How long do you think it took them to come up with this update? Good for a giggle.



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