I stumbled across 101 Things in 1001 Days several years ago – 7 or 8 or something because I’ve done it twice with gaps in between. The thing I like about it is that it helps me remember priorities outside my immediate day to day.
I set small goals and I set big goals and I set this-is-never-going-to-happen-but-wouldn’t-it-be-awesome-if-it-did goals. I even chose not to do one of those goals because it’s also important to reevaluate and adapt rather than hold slavishly to a list.
I found myself listless today. And not in the sense of: without a list. But more in the literal definition of being without spirit or motivation. Because it’s not that I don’t have a list. My days are filled with things that have to get done – consumed by the mundane and the fantastic things in my to do list.
But it’s not enough.
I’m bored of even the really cool things on my list (except my fairy tale legacy posts – those I like). I’m super bored of the less cool things that just aren’t finished yet. And I’m bored of my entire life being about the work to do list and the personal to do list and nothing in between.
Which is why it makes no sense that the answer is another list. Except that it does.
Because 101 Things in 1001 Days, for me, isn’t a to do list. It’s a dream-board in a list. It’s the small things that will move my life forward and the big things that the small things build up to. It’s a sense of accomplishment when I’m doing something entirely off my unending to do list.
This isn’t Remember the Milk (which I love and use frequently). This is Pinterest in words (and maybe pins – I don’t know yet). It’s dreaming in an organized fashion and then getting to see them come into reality. It’s letting go of the jumbled ideas in my head and letting them live in words written down so they’re always there when I need them and therefore don’t have to try so hard to remember them.
And it’s fun. My new day is March 21, 2018. Which seems a long way away. Will the world still be here in 2018? There’s something about this century where every year feels unreal – a step closer to the end of the world and that the next year might not actually come. I think that’s a result of so many sci-fi stories set in 20-something that were so advanced in their technology it made those years just seem unreal. But that’s a different blog post.
In the meantime, I’ve got 101 Things do in the next 1001 Days.
What about you? What do you dream of doing in the next 1001 days?
~ Does it make a difference if a list is things you have to do rather than get to do?