Waaaay back in January I made an outrageous list of goals: 101 things I wanted to accomplish in the next 1001 days. I also dragged a couple of my friends into it. I've posted a link to the list in the sidebar, feel free to check it out. (sorry for those using a reader- I'm emailing this to my blog and haven't figured out how to use fancy code yet)
This weekend I was over at the lovely Lady Rose's house, sipping sweet tea, er, diet coke and ruminating on the fact that we both feel our enthusiasm for this project waning. That's the problem with massive self-improvement projects. You start out so keen, so invigorated, so fresh- and 8 months in, you're trying to remember why you decided to be such a dolt and try this in the first place.
I could give up, but I really do want to accomplish that list. And it's not like anything on the list is particularly difficult to do in the first place! Egads, people. "Find three jazz albums I really love?" "Lie on the beach at least once?"
These are not difficult things to accomplish.
So on Saturday I dusted off my vigour and headed out to the Calgary Farmer's Market. It's the Yuppiest of Farmer's Markets in the city. Along with fresh veg and fruits and jam, you can buy wine, fair trade coffee, deluxe pastries, homemade pies, and really expensive yuppie jewelery. Oh, and gorgeous cedar patio furniture, should you own a patio and have an extra grand or so to throw around.
Sigh. My fingers are stained pink from the fresh raspberries and cherries I came home with.
I've pledged to visit five times, which means four more Saturdays between now and September 2011. I'm pretty sure that is an achievable goal.