1. Run a marathon
2. Remove a tattoo
When we're 14 we think we know it all, don't we? Well, we don't. And I have a regrettable tattoo to prove it. (Click here for the story on that.) The tattoo is small and privately located, and I probably could have lived the rest of my life keeping it hidden and simply ignoring it.
But I wanted it gone.
But I wanted it gone.
What originally cost $40 and 20 minutes of my time is now a continuing project that has taken well over a year and over $1,000. At the end of this month I'll undergo my 12th laser treatment, and it won't be my last. Fingers crossed for lucky 13!
3. Write a novel
I've had a novel written in my head for as long as I can remember. The tricky part it seems is transferring it from my brain to my computer. I can't say I'm accomplishing this bucket list item in a timely fashion, but the novel has officially made a home on my computer with several chapters completed. I don't know when it will get done, and I'm trying not to put too much pressure on myself with a deadline. Right now, the fact that I've started gives me hope that I'll finish. Write on.
4. Learn to play the guitar
I've always been really good at listening to music, but not so good at making it. A million years ago, I played the drums in middle school, but I quit for fickle middle school girl reasons. My dad picked up the guitar after he retired and listening to him reminded me that I've always wanted to learn. With his help and encouragement, I set out on this acoustical journey that has proven to be way more challenging than I expected. But I take weekly lessons, try my best to practice at home and take pride in my efforts and accomplishments.
5. Sky dive
When I turned 39 last year, I had an overwhelming itch to do something epic and a new boyfriend who was more than willing to be my partner in epic-ness. What started as an outlandish suggestion over coffee one morning turned into a plunge out of a perfectly good airplane. It was a extreme lesson in overcoming fear with a bonus shot of adrenaline. It was pure awesome.
6. Go on a solo vacation
When my ex and I first split up, I had a hard time going out to dinner by myself. I felt like people were staring at me, wondering why I was alone. I felt awkward with no one across the table to talk to. It was lonely and boring.
But the more I started doing things alone, the more I embraced it. So when I found out that my kids would be spending last summer overseas with their father, I decided to take advantage of that time to go on vacation. By myself.
I spent seven amazing days in Turks and Caicos. I swam, walked, biked, shopped, read, wrote, collected shells, snorkeled, sailed, flew on a trapeze and totally de-stressed. And I ate every meal alone, a concept I never would have entertained three years ago. I treasured every second.