30 before 30: month three update;

Regular readers will be aware that I’m working on something of a bucket list as I bid farewell to my 20s. On the 9th of each month – or thereabouts – I check in on my progress.

A quarter of the way through the last year of my twenties, eh? Given that I didn’t bring you an update on how efficiently I was working my way through my list last month, I’m sure you’re looking forward to seeing how many more of the tasks before me I have managed to cross off.

The answer?

Uh, not a one.

Which isn’t to say my progress has been completely static, oh no. The problem with many of the tasks on my list are that they’re not the sort of things that can be completed in an afternoon (other than the cheesecake, on which I really don’t have any excuse). Let’s see: I’ve approached a couple of bands about the possibility of them playing a gig for me, and then dropped behind in following up my emails when I was told I couldn’t have the venue I had my eye on. Oh, and I got distracted by something that would be an incredible coup in terms of a lineup, but about as likely as a guest post from my mother. I got sixty pages into Infinite Jest, planned a drunken podcast with a friend and then wussed out – twice, and recorded a couple of violin parts for a new musical project that might involve me playing live some day. I signed up for Wolf Bones’ next Starting from Stitch workshop, located some old diaries to act as source material for some tree-mendous work of fiction and joined the Corporate Responsibility team at work, although as it’s yet to lead to some actual volunteering I won’t be crossing it off my list just yet. I even sent a wedding thank-you, to a friend of my mother’s. Apologies to the forty or so individuals she skipped in the queue.

Two other points to draw to your attention this month, the first a question of ethics. So I’m determined to achieve Inbox Zero, but somewhere during my hosting switch I managed to lose a bunch of old emails. I’m pretty sure they’ll be there somewhere, but they’re not in my inbox. My ethical question is: if those emails have disappeared, does that mean I don’t have to follow them up? And, given some of them are two years old, should I really care?

The other is that I’m not so sure I actually want a cat anymore. I thought I knew it all about troublesome kitties but once you’ve pounded the streets – and rooftops – of Ibrox for about a week in search of a friend’s one the fuzz starts to wear off a little. We shall see. I’ll probably change my mind.

Oh, and I would totally have lived within my means this month if I hadn’t been so determined to buy myself a present in Manchester I dropped forty quid on a bloody plastic camera. Oh, and that Oasis shopping spree I just went on there. But store cards don’t count, right?

Right?

ATTAINMENT TO DATE: 1/30
WORK IN PROGRESS: 8/30
CURRENT MONTHLY TARGET: 2.9 tasks per month

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