list my "someday" goals

I’ve browsed through this book while shopping in Barnes & Noble. I don’t actually own the book, though I’m sure I soon will. I just adore the whole concept. So, here’s what I’d like to do (including many of my own):

• Tell someone to screw off
• Give blood
• Spend more time looking at the stars
• Make origami wishing stars for each of my wishes
• Paint a triptych
• Go to a “Canvas and Cocktails” event
• Create a coffee table book featuring my photos (via Picaboo)
• Create a sacred space
• Put one of my paintings in an art gallery
• Launch my own website
• Brew my own beer
• Blow glass
• Learn how to preserve real flowers in a painting
• Learn how to play poker
• Improve my billiards game
• Improve my bowling game
• Learn to identify the constellations
• Take a drawing class
• Take a photography class
• Learn to box
• Learn to sail
• Take singing lessons
• Take piano lessons
• Record my own music
• Figure out why I procrastinate
• Understand what religion means to me
• Save all my old photos into a digital format
• See Taylor Swift in concert
• Get another tattoo
• Scuba dive
• Swim with dolphins
• Ride a horse on the beach
• Write a memoir
• Audition for something nerve-racking
• Drive over 100 mph
• Buy a house
• Start my own business
• Take Luke & Nathen to Disney World
• Make Luke’s dream of entering the WSOP a reality
• Enter a poker tournament
• Have a cosmetic surgery procedure
• Makeover a room
• Buy something outrageously expensive
• Take a year off
• Plan a girls’ vacation
• Get a pilot’s license
• Chase a tornado
• Go on a cruise
• Stay in the Cinderella’s Castle suite
• Visit Johnson’s Space Center
• See the northern lights
• Travel to Tahiti
• Beat Murphy’s Law

These are more of a bucket list – things I really want to do, but there is no urgency.

go skydiving
Learn to play the guitar
go to a spa
volunteer
Dive into the ocean from a cliff
Complete “The Artist’s Way”

1. Cut off my hair for charity.
2. Travel South America.
3. Go to India.
4. Volunteer in Africa.
5. Write a novel.
6. Learn to speak Spanish.
7. Learn to play the piano.
8. Learn how to play chess.
9. Have enough money to live comfortably.
10. Pay off my student loan.
11. Do a masters.
12. Learn to ride a motorcycle.

I miss gardening. This time of year the stores are full of specials on gardening gear and plants, and I keep wishing I had space to grow things. I have a pot-plant or two, but it’s not the same. I’m looking forward to having a whole garden of my own.

shape note singing

Okay, for now this is the last of my ‘biggies’ – and probably the one I’ve had forever. It’s sad, really, that when I was much younger (and therefore a fair bit less capable!) I pursued this goal actively: what I was writing was unplanned, often highly derivative, and almost never finished, but dagnamit I was writing! The glamour, the thrill, the sheer enthusiasm for pens and notebooks and then typewriters and computers! :)

I love stories. I love books, I love reading. To be on the other side of all that – the creation side – wow. My brain is great at creating new worlds and bizarre curios: to be able to capture some of that on paper, to share my dreamscapes with other people.

Of course, these days everyone and their granny wants to be a writer. And the way to do it? Just – do it! Scribble, get on with it, produce words, sentences, paragraphs. 99.9% will be utter crud, but it’s what you have to wade through to find your tiny little diamond in the dirt.

Hugely looking forward to feeling ‘ready’ for this goal – ie, not studying, no exams. Not that juggling is impossible, but since I struggle to find time for what has to be done… I’ll wait. In fact, if I studied as I mean to, I’d be able to take that hour per night and turn it into writing time… :)

Someday, I would like to have my life, schedule and house set up so that we could foster dogs from rescue organizations. Right now, no one is home enough and I don’t think elderly Zeke would welcome any interlopers. The only danger about fostering dogs is that I would likely fall for each and every one and end up trying to adopt them all.

I’ve already accomplished one. I’m a librarian :)

I’m actually laughing aloud at the cliche.
But I can’t help myself from buying in to these “bucket lists”. I’m far to obsessive a listophile to resist any list.

So I’m making one…it’s private (at least until I finish making it) but I can tell you I have only listed 129 things on it so far. Phew.

I have no doubt that I could learn to play gamba, since I used to be a fairly serious cellist. The idea of it scares the crap out of me, though. My perfectionistic demons are at their very worst when it comes to music, so I likely won’t tackle this for a long while. I love early music, though, and think this could be fun, especially if no one expects me to become a professional musician this time around. Just give me a continuo line and leave me alone!