52 Lists Project | List 5: “What You Would like Your Life to Look Like in Ten Years”

I expected this list to upset me, but I found it oddly soothing. It’s therapeutic to look just far enough into the future that so many things really can seem possible. It doesn’t hurt that I’m about to turn thirty, so ten years from now is another brilliant milestone in my life. There might have been a time that forty seemed old, but as I teeter on the edge of thirty, I realize just how young and new I still am. As a wise woman once said, “Enjoy yourself — that’s what your twenties are for. Your thirties are to learn the lessons; your forties are to pay for the drinks.”

Here’s to buying the drinks.

  •  Half a year’s salary in savings.
    • It goes without saying on this one that I plan to be making a lot of money, so half a year’s salary would be one hell of a safety net to have hovering around me.
  • Home ownership in a final location.
    • It doesn’t have to be a big home, but I think I’d like to stop renting at some point. I could settle for renting something that feels secure, if for whatever reason I’m too in love with what I’m renting.
  • Published, and publishing.
  • Providing comforts to Mom and Dad.
    • I joke that I would buy them a summer home in Germany and a winter home in Hawaii.
  • Online following.
    • Like, I wanna be famous. Is that so much to ask?
  • Retirement security.
  • Making a difference.
    • In any way I can.
  • Writing everyday, every way.
  • Breathing clean air.
    • Somewhere high on a mountain, perhaps, or buried deep in the woods.
  • Leaving no* carbon footprints.
    • *Within absolute reason.
  • Living in a furnished, deliberately decorated space.
    • Instead of… ya know… my bachelorette hovel.
  • Educated and educating.
  • Traveling domestically and internationally.
  • An artist again.
    • It’s not like riding a bike.
  • Peak physical fitness.
  • Paying someone to clean my house regularly.
    • Because I don’t wanna.
  • Fluent in Spanish.
  • Buying no non-recyclable products.
  • Working on or finishing memoirs.
  • Doing whatever I want with my hair and clothes.
  • Helping animals.
  • Freelancing.
    • Perhaps to supplement a part time living, because fuck getting up at dawn.
  • A room dedicated to writing.
    • WITH WHITEBOARDS FOR WALLS
  • Studying new things.
  • Creating art, always.
    • I consider this a separate thought from “an artist again”, because this is the next step from getting back to prime condition.
  • Performing in public.
    • I am obsessed with the idea of doing something like stand-up, or comedic public speaking.

Happy, and at peace.

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About RicoChey

I'm just an unmarried, childless, thirty-something high school dropout with big ideas and a small attention span. Weave drunkenly behind me as I meander through my own life: a winding path of musings on life, relationships, food, the few politics I can stomach discussing, and probably really dumb stuff like the ratio of Sex and the City episodes wherein Carrie does and does not appear to be wearing extensions.
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