Finally got to Vegas this morning after spending the night in Phoenix.
It’s the first time I’ve been home this year. Given that 2014 has been a long, long haul, it’s a relief and a comfort to be here.
I started rifling through my nightstand — one I’ve had since I was 8 — when I rediscovered the three pieces of paper that contain the life to-do lists I wrote for myself as a teenager. This happens every time I’m home, because I’ve placed them in a spot where I’m bound to look.
Still, it’s always nice to find them, read them over and see if I’ve managed to accomplish anything on them since I last took a look. Of the more than 120 things listed, I’ve done 42 of them (mind you, they’re generally not terribly exciting things; I’m just very fond of lists).
This time around, I checked off No. 80: Go to the Statue of Liberty and Ellis Island.
Noted some of the ones that might happen while I’m on my road trip in a few weeks. May as well try to get more things done.