I love projects. And I love lists.
Sometime in 2004, I heard about some friends who were tackling a project where they'd make a "to do" list of 1001 things that they'd always wanted to do, and then give themselves a little less than three years to complete all the items on the list.
It sounded perfect to me. Two and two-thirds of a year should be enough to do all sorts of fun and exciting things. I could travel places I'd never been. I could cook things I'd always wanted to try to make. I'd tackle those home improvement projects, I'd put off. I could get back to those things I used to do all the time, but which hadn't happened in way too long.
So, I embarked upon the project and, while I didn't complete everything on my list, I did a lot of it. Having the list really motivated me. So, I did a second 1001 Days. And I started blogging my progress. Then I started a third 1001 days.
Along the way, I renovated my bathroom and put siding on the house. I got a new car. I baked pies and pizza and made pickles. I saw the Grand Canyon. I set foot on every continent. I rode roller coasters. I re-connected with dear friends from long ago. I went to awards shows and baseball games. I surprised my husband with barbeque junkets and chili festivals. I went to Berlin and China and Mexico and Slovenia and Columbus, Ohio and the Metropolitan Opera. I had a really great time.
And then life intervened. I got roped into a work project that up-ended my life. And then I switched jobs, and suddenly lost focus on the project. I took down the blog.
Well, I'm back. With the new year, I'm making a new list and I've got until Wednesday, September 28, 2016 to do all this stuff.
Wish me luck!