At the beginning of summer, I came up with a “manifesto.” It was a few dozen things I wanted to do over the summer. It’s more fancy to call things manifestos. I’m just getting started with them. I will have manifestos for everything.
So, on June 4, I shared my first summer manifesto.
Before I ended the post, I said, “At the end of the season, if they only thing I’ve been successful at is savoring some sweet moments and enjoying the people I love, it will be a perfect end to this list.”
I didn’t cross everything off. It wasn’t a perfect season (because that’s impossible). There was drama and hard stuff and days that went by without much enjoyment. But in between all of that, there were definitely sweet moments and celebrating. So it was absolutely a success. Here is the original list, revisited. I accomplished what’s in bold.
eat fresh veggies from my first-ever CSA box. drink coffee on the balcony.
work on my step goal of 7,500. binge watch game of thrones, parenthood, and orange is the new black. stick my toes in the sand. read books by the pool. spend 30 minutes outside every day. have an outdoor movie night. experiment with new cocktails. visit the library. pick strawberries. make ice cream. dream and journal. take evening walks. swim. see fireworks. have a picnic. go on a wine tour. go mini-golfing. buy a laptop. throw a yard sale. celebrate the start of my thirties. play tennis. play skee ball. deep clean the apartment again. go to an amusement park. take a road trip. bake bread. make marshmallows from scratch. start blogging again, but only if it can stay fun and I can stop making up rules about it.
And now it’s on to fall! And obvious things like scarves and lattes and crunching in leaves.