Wow. So, I went all of 2017 without an update. Goodness.
To say things were busy is kinda cliche. You make time for what you love. After two years of trying to strictly follow a list, I needed a break. I needed some randomness that wasn’t preplanned. I needed to let things happen. I needed to be surprised.
And I did surprise myself.
Instead of blogging here and on my reader/book blog I wrote ALOT of fiction. Over 100K worth.

I also branched out and shared some of my work online. For someone with social anxiety this was nerve racking at first. My heart would race as I checked Wattpad to see if anyone looked at my work. And as an introvert I could only check it on certain days when I had enough social energy to process my anxieties. But despite that, doing so has been motivational for me. I’ve received several helpful comments. The constructive criticism has been very fair in my opinion. I feel like I’ve conquered a task that I was forever concerned with: Will I ever be able to share my work outside my own family?
So, I didn’t abandon bucketlisting as much as I rediscovered an old passion. Taking on new challenges. That itself was on a mental bucketlist I have. Therefore, I would call it full circle.
As I write to you now, I am recovering from surgery. I’m debating if I should do a 18 in 2018 list? We’ll see.
I hope I can get back into the habit of updating here. However, if I don’t, know that I’m working, striving, and dreaming of new things. I hope you are too and having the best adventures in life.
Only a few more days until 30 During 30 is over.
Making yourself do things, even things you things you wanna do, can feel like homework.
I am from rural, North GA. I describe myself as a farm girl. A sidelined Appalachian chick waiting to be re-released into the wild (aka her and her hubby finish their education/work contracts and move out of Middle GA).
Anyhow, the one experience of farm life I never tried: Tractor Driving. My grandpa had a 1970 Ford 3000 Tractor. It was old, it was expensive to repair. It wasn’t something, unlike a 4-wheeler, to be used for fun. I knew if I looked at the Tractor the wrong way and it broke, we were doomed (mostly because my grandpa could lament endlessly, something awful).
Ah, Twister. Fun childhood memories of falling over!



Changes, turn and face the change…
Because the memory was such a large part of my teenage summer, and I compare all mountains to this first mountain, I wanted to take my 30 year old self back. Thus, when my husband got the call 5/28/16 that he didn’t have to work Memorial Day, a plan was hatched.


Happy Leap Day! This is officially my last post about my 30 Before 30.It’s the last of the catchup due to life, my epic creative writing project, hubby’s nightshift rotation, and my own typical procrastination. Henceforth (don’t you love old fashioned words?), we’ll be working on the 30 During 30 and then shifting to a general bucket list for life.
However, after moving into an apartment, I discovered I really missed gardening. College BIO class peeked my interested in the science behind farm-to-table. A presentation at the Decatur Book Festival made me realize farming could be quite hipster. This combo, along with a growing interest in cooking, led me to add “5.) Can something” to the 30 Before 30.

During my Marketing class at Shorter University I was given the task of writing a long, detailed paper about the tactics used at Build-A-Bear Workshop INC. While writing this paper, I realized I wanted to actually visit the store and experience the product creation myself. In my dreams, I am able to sew and create an awesome trend like Cabbage Patch dolls or Beanie babies.
Wow, so where did January 2016 go? It ran in a flash, as I was chasing plot bunnies. A fictional short story consumed my month as I’ve resolved to do more creative writing. I couldn’t eat, couldn’t sleep, and even though it’s done, I’m still not content with it.