A Measly Little To Do List
So I have been feeling a little bit adrift, at a loss, recently, and that has showed in my lack of any interesting content on this blog. When there’s nothing to say, well… there’s nothing to say. I need a little bit of a kick to do some things that make me feel at least slightly accomplished, so I believe that I will set some personal goals for myself for the coming year and then write about them as I complete them. After contemplating a lot of unreasonable ideas and outrageous deadlines (such as, reading 100 books in the next year? Debone-ing a duck? I don’t think so) I am going to attempt the below to do list:
- Cook one unnecessary, completely new recipe every month (I did this in December/January, making chocolate babka and peppermint marshmallows, and I wish I’d written about them).
- Create one new scrapbooking page or card per month.
- Learn one new helpful home, shopping or healthcare tip per month.
- Read two Russian novels, a James Fenimore Cooper novel, a William Faulkner, and a James Joyce work (I have been attempting this goal for about five years. I have never read more than three pages towards this goal. The three pages were out of August 1916 by Aleksander Solzenhitsyn. Worst ever.).
I have the most trepidation towards #4. Yet it really is the one that I feel is most critical to my mental well being. You see, I have avoided each of these authors/books for a particular reason, some more or less rational, some… not… but I will deal with those stories in due time. So overcoming meaningless paranoia would be quite a positive benefit. And besides, I am ashamed at calling myself well read and never having read anything from that little list… like a fraud.
So, here goes!