Steph Not Stephanie

I climbed a mountain today. It wasn’t a very big mountain, and it was more of a hike along a path (hey, there was loose gravel and it was dangerous and stuff, okay?), but still, there was a mountain and I made it to the top.

I’ve been carting around this list of things I want to do (eventually), and thought sharing it with you, friend and/or Internet stranger, might make me more likely to get my ass in gear.

So here, in no particular order, are some things I plan to do:

• upgrade my Spanish to at least passable fluency
• learn to play the violin. First stop, learn to read music. Second stop, buy earplugs for my roommate
• write a book
• tour weird museums in Europe
• run a half marathon (inspired by my friend Breechie Pants, who ran one last fall)
• visit every province/territory
• join a ball hockey team
• volunteer (what/where/when/why tbd)
• spend time doing hospice work in Africa
• go to Poet’s Corner and stay until they kick me out
• take my biz to the next level (with an actual office, although that means actual clothes instead of jammy jams)
• see random places in the U.S. — Texas and New Orleans have this weird draw for me
• sing one song during karaoke that doesn’t sound like I’m murdering cats
• get my M class licence

I’m sure I’ll think of more — and maybe some inspiration will even find its way into the comments section!