An Already-Done List

I like to make lists. So I'm trying a new variation on an old favorite: an already-done list rather than a to-do list. A way to expand on that feeling of accomplishment and self-efficacy, which helps us feel good about ourselves, according to this article. It doubles as a gratitude list, apropos for this Thanksgiving week. Because I am so thankful for these privileges. Even the school tours because I have the time and space to do them. Even the unpacking because it means a fresh start, empty spaces and the opportunity to be organized for a little while, or a long while.

Without further ado, here are some things I've done during my first six weeks in San Francisco:

Attended several playground-based playgroups.

Taken Giovanna to gymnastics and yoga. I love seeing the joy she finds in movement.

Walked the city with and without the littles. My big girl is learning how to get her city legs.

Attended a style soiree, won a facial, gotten my hair cut and blown out, let a Benefit make-up artist do up my eyebrows, and tried on designer dresses for rent. Just because it's fun to be a girl.

Taken barre classes at three different studios.

Secured a part-time spot in an amazing non-traditional preschool.

Hired a babysitter.

Gone to dinner with friends.

Hosted brunch for extended family.

Played on the beach.

Written a short story.

Unpacked the majority of my boxes.

Visited my cousin and her children 100 miles away.

Went on a movie date.

Listened to live music at a jazz club on Fillmore.

Taken the bus.

Bought a new wardrobe for Skyla at the Tea Collection sample sale.

Shopped at the farmer's market.

Signed up for a CSA home delivery.

Joined the San Francisco Public Library.

Attended multiple elementary school tours for next year.

Hiked in the Presidio.

Joined the California Academy of Sciences.

And on the horizon:

Cook Thanksgiving dinner.

Take family pictures with the phenomenal photographer who captured our wedding and now lives in SF.

Attend a new book club.

See the Nutcracker performed by the SF Youth Ballet and the Velveteen Rabbit by ODC/Dance.

Redeem said facial.

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Savoring October (10 ways)

I woke up yesterday morning and I felt cold. I missed the space heaters that I already purged because I thought we'd be gone before the drafts in this big old house began to crawl under the covers.

But it's October now and they've arrived, making me even more reluctant to emerge from my bed, which I didn't think possible.

October usually makes me giddy, but this year I'm in a funk about fall. The great purge showed me that we have a million costumes and dress-up clothes and I have no business taking my kids (or myself--let's be honest) shopping for Halloween costumes. Not even at the Goodwill.

This year I miss the summer. I miss the tilt of the earth towards the sun, bringing my patch of ground that much closer to the light. I miss eating dinner outside and sunbathing at the lake with my best friend and our babies. I miss chilled cans of Sofia Coppolla sparkling wine. I miss sweet berries from the farmer's market. I miss long days and Bicycle Sundays and bare feet in cool grass. I miss ice cream because sadly ice cream doesn't taste (nearly) as good to me in the colder months. (Unless it's atop a slice of warm crumble.)

Maybe it's not the summer that I miss but my entire life as it was this past summer and will never be again. Of course everything's always changing but sometimes, sometimes it's slow and easy to ignore, and sometimes it's so quick I can hardly keep up.

But I do. I always do. Life goes on.

Yesterday, October began. The first day of a new month holds great symbolic meaning for me. A lot can happen in a month, a lot of pleasure and happiness and change and unhappiness.

So I felt compelled to slow down and make one of my favorite months count, starting with a list. Here's a 10 point bucket list to get me (and maybe you) into the spirit of October:

1. Go to the farmer's market and see what's still growing in the Pacific Northwest. (CHECK!)

2. Spend a sunny afternoon in the Washington Arboretum. Take pictures with the Japanese maple.

3. Fry some famous Washington apples in coconut oil and cinnamon. (CHECK!)

4. Consume as much butternut squash as possible, preferably in the form of a creamy soup.

5. Go on a pumpkin-themed Trader Joe's shopping spree.

6. Mull some wine. (A first for me.)

7. Visit a nearby pumpkin patch.

8. Paint and/or glitter some pumpkins.

9. Use my slow cooker.

10. Write every damn day. (Because I will be moving this month & will have so many reasons not too. But life is too short to put off doing what we love, even for one day.)

Is it obvious enough already that I really really really love food and pumpkins?

How will you savor October? Tell me in the comments or email me lucymiller7 [at] gmail.com. I'd love to hear from you!

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