I'm doing 19 things
Shortly after my last entry, I started smoking again. I quit 18 days ago (again). Bupropion, nicotine patches, AND Nicorette gum. I just quietly slipped into this quit. I’m hoping to just quietly continue it.
Logophile's Life List
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1. find my husband a kidney
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2. leave this world better than I found it
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3. quit smoking
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4. figure out what's important
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5. write a love letter to my husband
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6. do 15 minutes of housework a day
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7. write better poetry
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8. design a tarot deck
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9. learn more about tarot
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10. unpack
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11. build a kinetic sculpture
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12. Give blood regularly
3 entries . 29 cheers157 people -
13. go to maker faire
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14. Make a mask
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15. create an altered book
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16. hike the appalachian trail
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17. run an art theater
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18. See Foz do Iguaçu
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19. ride the London Eye
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How I did it
It made me
pensive 
How I did it: I did this as the first assignment for the 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge at PoeWar.com, so a poem about my childhood was the task. I didn't exactly finish it in a day, though!On Sept 1, as I was driving to work and pondering this goal and the assignment, I remembered a very specific incident from my childhood that took place on Sept 1. The day was right, the weather was right, the landscape was right. That was the inspiration and jumping-… Read how I did it…
It made me
more presentable
How I did it: Sorted them, put them in the washing machine, put them in the dryer, put them away. Rinse and repeat. Rinse and repeat. Rinse and repeat. Rinse and repeat. Read how I did it…
Recent entries
I watched YouTube videos. I drooled myself silly in the car, in my room, in front of the TV, at my desk at work when I thought no one was watching. Closest I’ve come is getting that hollow, reverberating “pre-whistle” sound that tells you you’re close, but I just can’t find the “sweet spot.” I’ll just practice my regular whistling—I’m not all that good at that either!
This plant was here when we moved to our new house. I don’t know what it is, but every year I forget that in the summer it suddenly sends up these huge stalks, in addition to the huge leaves it gets in spring. Every year I think I’m going to dig it up because those huge leaves are so weedy, and every year I seem to recall that whatever blooms on those stalks changes my mind.
