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Turning 28.

Well.
It happened.
I turned 28.
You know, ignoring a manic depression which lasted all of 20 minutes, I'm pretty ok with it.
Rather than shy away from the fact that 30 is just around the corner,
I've decided to confront it.
Head on.
"How?" I hear you ask.
Well I have decided to celebrate the final years of being a twenty-something by embarking on a '30 things to do before I'm 30' challenge.
I've been working on it for weeks.
My friends here in Edinburgh have been really encouraging and I think together we have compiled a pretty mega list.
Here we go (in no particular order)

1)Read the BBC top 100 books

2)Bungee jump (I should mention here I'm afraid of heights)

3)Go zorbing

4)Learn a new language

5)Visit the Sistine Chapel

6)Make a quilt (I've always wanted to. I blame Winona Ryder)

7)Visit Tiffani in Utah

8)Parachute Jump with Agata


9)Raise money for charity

10)Do the Great Scottish Run (ugh. The idea pains me.)

11)Sell something I've created

12) Publish something I have written. No. 11 does not count

13) Do a TEFL course

14) Get a tattoo

15) Buy shares in something

16) Buy and wear a size 12 gown to my 30th birthday

17) Enter a photography competition

18) Enter a writing competition. No. 12 does not count

19) Appear on television

20)Learn to play an instrument to a decent level

21) Go see "We Will Rock You"

22) Do a Christmas Day swim (must therefore learn how to swim!)

23) Learn a new form of dance

24) Do a 30 day challenge

25)Pass my driving test

26) Try to break a record

27) Stop eating wheat. (it makes me terribly ill but oh do I love bread and beer.)

28) Create my family tree

29) Join a team (work "team" does NOT count!)

30) Visit the Pyramids.

So that is the list.
24 months to achieve it.
It involves 3 holidays (maybe 4) which is pretty decent and a lot of learning which is always fun.
I plan to blog the whole experience and hopefully you will enjoy sharing it with me.
If anyone has anything to add to the challenge please do!
Holiday buddies, rolling down hills in inflatable balloon buddies, heads-up on events buddies... you are all required!
I will also be looking for sponsership for charity for some of the scarier tasks so please keep a look out.
Wish me luck folks!
I'll be praying for 30 to come along by the end of it!!!
x Lu

Comments

  1. What a great idea, Ive always wanted to raise money for charity...good for you. But that xmas day swim your a lot braver than me. :)

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  2. Thanks Fi! Maybe I should add Azerbijan to the list ;) I adore your blog by the way! It looks great! X

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  3. This is a great list Louise! And 2 years is great timeline for it. Looks like a lot of fun!

    I'll be turning 25 in 6 months, so I did a 25 Before 25 list on my blog. However,I only thought of doing it in Feb, so the goals are much smaller.

    Did you book the zorbing?! I definitely want to try that too!

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  4. Thanks Breige! I'll have a nose later ;) ilI booked the zorbing on my actual birthday. I have until June 30th to do it.... eek!!

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    1. Oh,that's a good idea booking it for your birthday!

      Also, you could help raise money for charity by combining it with one of the other items (like parachuting or the run) :)

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  5. you've certainly inspired me to make a list. can't wait for number 7! if you need help with any of these let me know!

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  6. I love this list! Mind if I steal some of these? :-) I can't wait to hear how it goes! And, of course, when you make it to Utah, you MUST let me know so I can plan a trip up there at the same time!

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