The beginning

The beginning of a new phase of life is staring me in the face. In a few weeks time, my youngest daughter will exchange wedding vows and start a new life. I will start a new phase. No longer will I be concerned with children at home, but start focusing on myself.
I can either sit on my butt and whine, which I'm extremely good at or I can hit the deck running.
I think I prefer option two.
I think I want to make a list of things I want to accomplish.
First, I want to get to know my husband again. I think we've been so focused on raising kids, careers and church work we've forgotten each other.
Second, I want to reduce my waist size. That means exercise. At 51, exercise is good.
Third,, I want to clean and organize my computer room and my laundry/sewing/yarn room.
Fourth, I want to clean and organize my bookshelf and redecorate parts of the house.
Fifth, I want to refinish my great-grandma's rocking chair.
Sixth, I want to write a book.
Now I need deadlines, like Julie said in the movie.
The first will take an eternity.
Second, I need to make a decrease by July 1.
Third, I need to see progress in computer room and laundry/sewing/yarn room by July 31.
Fourth, I think Aug. 31 is good.
Fifth, Sept. 31 is Okey, dokey.
And Sixth, the Dec. 31.