I'm doing 14 things
I did start doing this again. I was up to about 7 donations, but I got pregnant again, so I’ve got to wait till April to start again. I just love it when the cheery Irish guys ring from the call centre to book me in – maybe the only call centre I’d like to work in. Roll on April.
skymango's Life List
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1. be an artist
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2. Have friends round for dinner more
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3. rediscover the child i never was and become the woman i am meant to be
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4. Write a will
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5. learn the 42 logical fallacies
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6. stop nagging
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7. take compliments better
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8. Donate blood
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9. Have better handwriting
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10. go on holiday
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11. get onto the 15 inches section of the wall at curves
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12. tidy my house
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13. make myself a decent website
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14. forgive myself for the mistakes I've made
1 entry . 1 cheer8 people
How I did it
It made me 
How I did it: I waited uintil my daughter was old enough not to need entertaining in the morning, opened some bottles and consumed the contents. I now have one more child than I used to. Better add this goal to my list again - could be some time though. Read how I did it…
Recent entries
okaY, so it’s been 4 years, but better to check in now than never. I have been on holiday at last. I’d been away for college trips to Berlin, Barcelona & Venice, but they don’t count. This year, however, I girded mt loins and managed to go to Menorca with my husband, my 7 year old daughter and my 4 month old son. And even though we were all ill, and it rained, and the food was awful – I STILL HAD A GOOD TIME! YAY!
I lie in bed in the mornings, sometimes, dwelling on the past, and stuff I’d like to change. What a stupid way to start the day! I get up all melancholy, when I eventually manage to drag myself out of my wallowing self pity. I know it’s a waste of emotions, and most of the time, I manage to be quite an upbeat, cheery kind of girl.
It’s stupid things like kissing the wrong guy at new years, or letting someone throw away some treasure love letters that I really should have held on to, or not telling my ex boss to get stuffed when she gave me a hard time in front of the customers when I handed in my notice (I have spent god knows how many hours making up great come backs and put downs, rescripting entire scenes for that one!)
I need to just forget that stuff – why do I still care? Some of that was more than 10 years ago!
