Of mice and men

and 47 Things

you know, like those best laid plans often going awry…

A year comes around so much more quickly than it should. I actually thought doing 47 things would not be so difficult–cripes, there are 365 days in the year.  So, what’s that, one thing every 7 and 3/4 days? I just had to do one thing only once a week. But I fell short. Badly.  Stuck at 25.

I know there are some things I forgot to add–like the day I complimented this guy’s shoes in NY.  I don’t think I’ve ever gotten a bigger smile from a complete stranger. When I was in San Diego, I had dinner with a small group of Europeans who insisted the practice of tipping was inherently wrong. But we had a fabulous waitress, and when they left the table (after leaving a paltry less than 10% tip I think just to anger me) I added enough cash to make up for the rudeness (and wrote a note on the receipt indicating that I thought her service was spectacular). I didn’t add any of the milestones I’ve reached while working on my tech wool project. And after awhile, adding all my new sewing projects just got a bit tedious.  On top of all that, there was the whole ebb and flow of the underlying Thing 2 issue. Let’s just leave it at it’s been a busy year.

I may not have reached my goal, but the process definitely made me expand my horizons. I’m a much more confident sewer (what is up with that word!) person who sews. I took more risks, and they mostly have turned out good. (or at least haven’t hurt anyone in the process.) I’ve become more mindful of how a good attitude or simple pleasantry can have a positive impact on others. This is all good stuff.  It made for a really great year.


About onthelamb

a knitter, a runner, a mother, a reader.
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5 Responses to Of mice and men

  1. Erik Conover says:

    Saw it last week on broadway – amazing. I enjoyed your post! Brought up some memories


  2. Nice work on the mitzvoth. Yeah, y goal this year after turning 66 was to run 66 miles on Route 66. I’m about 51 miles short. Other interesting stuff got in the way.

  3. Kris says:

    Sounds like you can count in a different mindset and way of viewing things as well, which is probably the whole point to begin with — and makes for a great result when it happens.

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