so i got me a year. actually, less. a bout of food poisoning had me spending the last days of 38 and the beginning of 39 regretting a poor food stall decision, so i've lost a bit of time in the resolutions for my last year of 30.
so yesh, one shy of 40. never even saw it coming. distant footsteps, always behind me so quiet, i never even gave it a thought. and then the shock of staring up into the face of my 39th year. but at least i have made it this far, relatively unscathed and still scrapping for a wee bit more...
so, on this second day of 39, i shall set into pixilated stone a few resolutions that if not at least attempted, shall mockingly stare up at me from this screen:
so yesh, one shy of 40. never even saw it coming. distant footsteps, always behind me so quiet, i never even gave it a thought. and then the shock of staring up into the face of my 39th year. but at least i have made it this far, relatively unscathed and still scrapping for a wee bit more...
so, on this second day of 39, i shall set into pixilated stone a few resolutions that if not at least attempted, shall mockingly stare up at me from this screen:
- spend as much time as i can with my family
- give pittsburgh a proper chance
- buy a place that needs work, and fix 'er up
- whittle down the ideas into a concrete business plan
- learn a martial art
- road trip across the usa
- study italian
- a return to many of the skills i used to know and love: snowboarding, biking, climbing, cooking, dancing, languages, yoga...
- be a better, more communicative friend
- relearn my social-ness
- more blogging
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