goals, or not.
Lately I have been possessed with this desire to learn to sew.
But I just read in a magazine that “people who tell others their newest goals too soon often end up not doing them. It is better to start working on the goal, and after having done it consistently, talk about it.”
Okay.
So I am not going to tell you that it’s a goal of mine and you may or may not someday see a picture on this blog of a pillow that I made.
And I am not wondering if my mom might lend me her sewing machine.
And actually making a pillow may or may not be a goal of mine.
I guess I’ll just keep it to myself for now.
So instead, let’s talk Christmas.
Too soon?
Okay, we’ll table that. Even though I have been listening to some Christmas music. But it was really just one song, an original song from Over the Rhine’s Christmas album, and it doesn’t even sound very Christmasy at all, more wintry and encouraging, so don’t get all we haven’t even had Halloween yet, let ALONE Thanksgiving!!! on me, okay?
Cause wintry and encouraging music is approved for listening all year round in my book.
But fine, let’s talk…2009.
Cause it’s already September of this year. And almost the end, at that. I know, I know, where did the time go? I know that I spent a lot of it doing step, kick, kick, step, kick, touch and if that means nothing to you, than maybe you should see A Chorus Line. Or just follow those verbs verbatim and see what you get, cause that could be pretty funny.
Maybe as funny as the time my brother Jase bragged to me and (his girlfriend at the time but is now his wife) Darby that he could definitely kick this little good smelling decoration that was hanging from my parents’ kitchen ceiling.
Okay, Jase, let’s see it, we encouraged him, only too thrilled to sit back and watch his bravado meet its match in the form of EXTREMELY TIGHT HAMSTRINGS.
And now I’m gonna brag and say that I was right. He lunged in preparation, his eye on that prize hanging from the ceiling, so perfectly kickable, right?
Well, no.
His leg flew up in the air with all the speed of a ticketer at the beach once your car has been parked just one minute past the time you’ve paid for and what about grace, Bethany Beach, what about grace?!?! But it was the leg still on the ground that failed him.
Or maybe it was his sock, that slippery sock that never stood a chance against the hardwood floor.
Because his socked foot slipped out from underneath him right as his hamstring alerted his airborne leg that it had gone as far as it could, really, and with a great and glorious crash the poor guy fell backwards.
And no, Darby and I didn’t laugh.
At least not until we made sure he was still alive, that is.
And no, he didn’t ever kick that little decorative thing that was hanging from my parents’ kitchen ceiling.
But I think what he did end up doing might have been even better. At least for us.
But, 2009.
Can you believe it’s September? The kind of September that’s almost October, albeit?
And speaking of goals, or uh, not speaking of goals, rather, are there any goals that you’d like to accomplish before this year goes by?
Other than the sewing thing, which I am so not mentioning here, as per the instructions of that magazine, I also want to book another project. One that doesn’t involve something that sounds a lot like A Shmorus Shline.
Not that I am not grateful.
But it’s time for a new job, and that makes me pretty excited.
So that’s a goal of mine.
Okay, your turn.
Posted by jessica on Sep 24, 2009 | Subscribe
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