Today I'm one year and one month away from the big 4-0. When I told Kevin I was going to put together a list of 40 things I wanted to do before I turned 40, he looked a little panicked. "You're almost at the point where you have to do one a week," he noted. When I told him that I wasn't going to freak out over this list, that it's merely a set of goals, and if I don't achieve them all, that's fine. He laughed and said he expects to find me one year from now in a frenzy trying to cross everything off my list. He's right, I'm not the let go type. Maybe I should have added that to the list. To bad, I've already got 40.
By next March, I want to:complete a crochet project
complete the Couch to 5K program*
organize idea binders
learn to snake the main line**
get current with my New Yorker subscription***
end the magazine back log
take Rocket to Disneyland for the first time
take the kids to NYC
do something with my arms
successful veggie garden (aka beat the deer)
alter and hang Rocket's drapes
learn to hem pants, rather get the courage to touch Kevin's hems
take my vitamins
take the kids to a candy store and let them buy whatever they want (within a tiny budget)
finish Brideshead Revisited
go on an adventure
tone down my yelling
eat at Foreign Cinema
go away with Kevin
take the kids to at least one Giants game this year
margaritas on the front deck
finish advent stockings
take Rocket to a Stanford football game
update my blog design
get the journals for the kids up to date
get annual photo albums for the kids relatively up to date
take the kids to a movie they want to see, but I don't
figure out my new camera
teach the kids to ride a bike
get air conditioning
clear out the pre-marriage boxes in our garage
listen to the Spanish language CD with the kids
go to Glass Beach
figure out Photoshop
knit a chunky scarf
find a plant/do something with living room corner
fill living room frames
take the kids to the Marin sites of my childhood
Bonus: get a fake ID that (once again) says I'm 21.
*Instead of "complete," I want to write "start" or "attempt," which would be more accurate, but seems like a total cop out.
**This is not sexual or as interesting as it sounds.
**First I wrote, "Get current with the New Yorkers," but that sounds like I'm going to be doing a door to door census around Manhattan when really I'm going to be sitting on my ass in California reading outdated magazines.
Kevin will take bets with anyone who thinks I'm going to end my 30s with calm acceptance and patience. He's been with me far too long to know that deadlines are dead serious, for me.