It’s only May and Heather has already reached her goal of "kicking ass in 2006." Perhaps it’s because of her strong intention, listing the goal not only on her life list but on a tshirt from the SuperViva store. As she tells it in her blog:
"I bring breakfast over and am about to sit down to eat when the
boyfriend says, "Hey, can you bring me the sharpie from over there?" So
I do and start to sit down again. Then he says, "Hey, can you come over
here?" and I’m tired and all I want to do is sit down and eat my
oatmeal and have a cup of coffee, but I’m still standing, so I go over.
And before I notice what he is doing, he’s taken the cap off the
sharpie and checks off the box on my shirt."
The thing I like about that goal is it’s completely arbitrary, like my overall goal to "feel good about myself." It’s completely up to her interpretation of what that means and, if the answer is no, what she needs to do to feel like she kicked it.
(Speaking of kicking ass, I wonder if this guy on a flight I was on recently had the same goal. He came out of the bathroom, sat down in the first row, crossed his legs. His leg swung up and kicked me in the butt while I was waiting for the bathroom. I couldn’t help laughing out loud thinking "Who ever thought I’d get kicked in the butt on an airplane." That wasn’t one of my life goals.)
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