I really hate losing an hour. Looking at the clock for the next few days and it being later than I expected every time is a bummer. I turn 42 in a few weeks, and I am running out of time.
In the past year, I have progressed in some goals that I am very proud of – mostly around pushing myself to learn about art and try new arty things. I also am proud of getting out of a job I hated and into a job I love. I don’t quite jump out of bed to get to work, but there isn’t the feeling of soul-sinking dread. Ahhh… no sinking dread. Woot.
But 42 isn’t young. There are so many things I still want to be and do. I pledge again to getting there. My specific goals are to stay young-ish looking, fit into this Wilco t-shirt (pictured above, me about 11ish years ago), and become hella smart.
I don’t want to reveal my daily goals to getting there in case I fall flat on my face, but as I get better and prove to myself I have the will and the power, I will share on this blog. One thing I pledge to do is post on this blog every day. And so today is done.
