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Day Eighteen

plans/dreams/goals you have

well plans, dreams and goals are all very different. Goals have to have time frames, be measurable yada yada yada, dreams are all up in the air and plans usually involve lots of to do lists.

At the moment we are about to start 'landscaping' our front yard and putting up a fence so I suppose that is a plan. I would also like to construct a fish pond and vegetable garden in the backyard and Alan has started lists and has sketches and measurements for those so I guess they are a plan too.


Once master 4 starts fulltime school next year I am going to aim to make my business bigger and busier so that would be a goal for next year, along with helping Alan to grow our Jim's Mowing Business that we are about to buy (let me know if you need any gardening done!!).


As for dreams, I have hundreds! I want to Learn to draw and paint, do an acting class, perform in a play, learn to sing, go on holidays in every state of Australia, drive around Australia in a caravan/camper van, own a holiday house down south, build a two-storey house, spend my 10th wedding anniversary in Paris, visit Europe and explore the history and culture, decide on a Uni Degree and finish it, take professional quality photos, own a Canon 5D II (or better), own an iPhone, lose 20kgs, be a professional writer, write a book and have it published, review movies for a job, meet famous people, own a bulldog as cute as Archie Bulldog, go to Cambodia and visit Angkor Wat, visit Tibet, study Buddhism, visit Bhutan, study religion (in general) as a way to better understand others and the world, study history, go on an archaeological dig, be an old lady with old lady friends I have known for 50 years and an old man husband who gives me old people kisses and holds my hand, live in Melbourne, live in Yallingup, live in My Lawley, have grandchildren, be an awesome Nanna, celebrate my 60th wedding anniversary with Alan, pat a tiger, work at a museum, work at a zoo, work at an art gallery, own a shop full of pretty things, sew myself a dress, learn to knit, learn to face paint, take cooking lessons from a well renowned chef, have regular dinner parties, learn to play the piano, learn to play the trumpet, re-learn to play the flute, overcome my depression, learn to be comfortable with myself as I am.


Is that enough? I'm exhausted just writing it!


There is so much I would love to do in my lifetime, but as long as what I do achieve I do with my husband, kids, family and friends at my side then I know I will live a life that makes me happy and leaves me with no regrets!
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  1. Penny-lee-R4 April 2011 at 20:28

    reading this post and others you have written, you have no idea how "same as" we are..list of dreams and wants for me:
    .go on holidays in every state of Australia
    .own RV (* which we will when hubby retires)
    .build a two-storey house
    .visit online friend for many years in US.
    .own a good camera and take quality photos
    .own an iPhone
    .lose 20kgs
    .review movies for a job
    .have grandchildren (have one, but dont feel like a real grandchild to her because of stranged relationship I have with daughter over choice of boyfriend)
    .be an awesome Nannie
    .celebrate my 60th wedding ann.with hubby of 27 yrs
    .overcome my DEPRESSION ( hate it so much)
    .I want to leave this life happy with no regrets!

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