No Time to Wait


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.

Published by ghrn

Wife, stepmom, corporate grunt, quilter, liberal, dork

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