Listaholic
I’m a bit of an obsessive compulsive list maker. I make lists for EVERYTHING! Grocery lists, To-Do lists, packing lists, lists for things I have and lists for things I don’t have. I have them stuck to my fridge, in my pockets and my purse, I have lists on sticky notes stuck all over my workspace. It’s a little bit crazy.
But writing things down is generally how I keep track of things in my unfocused scramble-brain and list making is one of the few ways I stay organized. As my only resolution this year is to do more things that I love and one of the things I love most is doing things with my hands, I decided to construct a list of projects I’ve been meaning to do for a while and post it here.
I’ll add to it as I think of more projects I’d like to do, cross them off as I complete them and link to posts sharing whatever project I’ve completed. I’m hoping this list leads to more finished products, that more finished projects leads to more blogging, more blogging leads to being able to cross something off a completely different list, which all ends up in double fulfillment for me!
Huzzah!
2012
Happy New Year!
I like to give the New Year a week to settle in before I go getting excited or making any solid resolutions. That way, I can feel things out and get a general idea on how things are probably going to go. Also, I am a notorious procrastinator.
There’s been a lot of hype about 2012 and the world coming to an end. That being said, if this is really our last year to live as fleshy, squishy humans, we should probably all be making it as awesome as possible. I am therefore dubbing 2012 as the year to ‘Don’t ask questions, just make shit happen.’
We’re a week into 2012 but I’m already 2 weeks into quitting smoking, have Shambhala tickets despite them being sold out online and not knowing anyone in BC, and am doing 18 hours of hoop training with Baxter in March.
If I want to eat chocolate everyday, which I usually do, then I’m just going to go get myself some of the extra fancy organic stuff and enjoy the hell of it. I’m eating some right now and it’s not even noon.
See? I’m already making shit happen.






