I'm doing 31 things
Still not up to once a week but I’ve at least found “my” church. I’ve started going to Redeemer in Manhattan at least once a month and for the first time have a church that I look forward to attending. The sermons are always thought-provoking and peace-inducing. It’s like spiritual therapy. I always walk out a little more unburdened and content. Hope to up it to once every other week this year.
jungj11's Life List
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1. move to paris
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2. find inspiration
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3. go on an adventure
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4. meet my favorite authors
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5. stick to a budget
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6. live simply
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7. wake up earlier
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8. eat healthier
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9. become a fabulous cook
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10. give back to my parents
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11. take piano lessons again
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12. win the lottery
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13. Play more soccer
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14. write a book
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15. be more neat
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16. remember those that have passed
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17. run a marathon
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18. have children
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19. travel the world
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20. be more organized
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21. go back to school
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22. Work smarter
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23. go on a road trip with no predetermined destination
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24. have conversations late into the night with fascinating people
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25. be happy
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26. live passionately
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27. live in the moment
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28. make my mark in this world
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29. watch less tv
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30. learn how to dance
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31. get married
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Recent entries
So I tried to fulfill this goal and almost made myself sick. I stupidly agreed to play on a co-worker’s amateur team even though I hadn’t played in half a year. Even worse, it was the stickiest, hottest day of the summer AND we had to play 2 games back to back. Talk about absolute, rock-bottom misery…
I played as much as I could the first game, nearly puked and snuck out in the middle of the 2nd game.
So I played more soccer, but didn’t play it well. I’m not going to cross this off as a done until I do a better job at it.
But why is it that every time I “relax” and do something that I wouldn’t normally do, I feel guilty or otherwise bothered? My conscience doesn’t seem to understand the idea of relaxation…
