
This time last year I took a leaf out of Santa’s book and made a list. It wasn’t a list of big audacious goals or hopes and dreams for the future, it was a list of all the little things. Small simple pleasures which I keep meaning to do but never quite get round to; dinner in a particular restaurant, tickets to a sporting event, swimming at a local beach. I stuck it up on the wall with every good intention of ticking off most of it, and guess what, tick it off I did!
On the occasional blissfully agenda-less weekend I’d glance over my list and go and do something. I’ve had the pleasure of the wonderful West Somerset Railway, seen a cricket match at Somerset cricket ground, spent a fabulous Christmas evening at Dunster by Candlelight, delighted in Marwood Hill gardens and walked some sections of the South West Coast Path amongst many other things.
Curiously, the more I ticked off the more I added, filled with confidence that things on the list will happen I’ve created the magic porridge pot of the list world!
We’re often encouraged to focus on big goals and dreams and forget the small stuff, I beg to differ!
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