In no particular order …
1. Visit Paris
Isn’t it on everyone’s list? I’ve been sprouting about this one for a very long time. Generous friends and family bring me back trinkets from their visits to the city of love – I have miniature Eiffel Towers, key rings, scarves and postcards like you wouldn’t believe. All lovely reminders that my turn will come soon enough. Last year my girlfriend called me from a public phone at the top of the Eiffel Tower – I was on another call and ignored the “call waiting” signal. She has never forgiven me. Le sigh.
2. Complete an upholstery course
I see myself learning the upholstery craft (from a master!) and then recovering my tired furniture in stunning Florence Broadhurst prints from Signature Prints.
I would love to cover this dated but lots-of-life-in-it-yet ottoman …
… in something like this:
3. Complete a fun run
I came perilously close to this at the Mother’s Day Classic last year (2011). I tore my Achilles tendon in a training run just a few days before the event and have since been working to recover enough to walk the 4km, let alone run it! My running career may be over before it even began. Still, I’m aiming to get there and hoping for the best.
Here’s a pic of my sister-in-law and training buddy (L) crossing the line last year (for both of us). So proud of her and would love to have been beside her. One day!
4. Experience a V8 Supercars meet
Update: Ticked off, September 2012
Most people are surprised that I have an interest in motorsport. I love watching TV coverage of the V8s and have been known to enjoy the odd evening at the speedway. It’s a terrific experience for connecting with your inner bogan and it’s something P and I can share. I’m not going to count the time we drove hundreds of kilometres through the night in 1977 to reach Bathurst for the big race. We were teenagers and I can barely remember it other than the fear of setting up a tent beside a group of bikie types and hoping for the best. P actually slept through most of the race and got sunburnt.
I’m planning to give it another shot – with a grandstand seat, maybe even a catered box to do it in style.
5. Volunteer in a third world country
I piddle around with some pro bono and volunteer work for local charities. I’d love to up the pace and experience a volunteer immersion project in a developing country, where you really connect with the people you’re helping. To genuinely understand disadvantage you need to experience how others live their lives, how they manage their hardships — warts and all! Volunteers seem to come back “changed” after these sort of experiences. I’d love to sharpen up my social conscience and strengthen my motivation to help others who live in remarkably challenging circumstances.
6. Fashion a rag rug
I’ve been inspired by a crafter Ric Rac on Facebook and her efforts to make a rag rug. I’m a one-time crafter who let go of it all when I was thirty-something. Now I’m getting the urge again to make something traditional and sustainable … more proof that I am morphing into my mum. That ‘s not such a bad thing, so i’ll run with it.
7. Master the parallel park
Somewhere along the way (during thirty-something years of driving) I’ve “unlearned” the parallel park. Time to re-learn it and save some face. Mr P will be my instructor. Read all about it over here.