Someday.

Someday....

I'll be good at using my DSLR camera. I think maybe just using it more is what I need to do. Remember it's a normal blogging accessory, totally normal.

My entire To-Do list (never written, it's in my head) will be complete. Or maybe even someday I will start making a To-Do list to document my productivity. I don't sit around all day for nothing. I promise.

Our house will be done. But progress is progress no matter how big or how small.

I'll travel to Greece with my boyfriend, and love it. Those isles look like perfection. I mean have you seen Sister Hood of the Traveling pants two? Come on.

My kids will be dressed in matching outfits (no matter what gender), and I will take embarrassing pictures of them. And I will love it.

Collecting shoes will not be a hobby, but it will be my job. Professional shoe buyer sounds good as a 'title' right? I could totally do that, and yes I'd still probably get 17% of all of them at Target, because why the heck not.

I'll have this bloggy blog thing figured out.

Zoey will be tired after our morning run. The girl and I went eight miles last week and it left her un-phased. Oh what I wouldn't give to have as much energy as she does. Except then I'd probably be a tiny bit annoying, but she can pull it off. She's too darn cute.

I'll have a Nordstrom credit card. It would probably be better for the both of us.

The stack of old windows behind the garage will magically disappear. It's been about two years. I'm thinking maybe in another two they'll just be gone.  Again with the whole progress thing.

Soon I won't be in  my middle twenties anymore, and I know I'll dream of the days when I was. So I gotta live 'em up now, and by live 'em up I mean do what makes me happy. Who says raging on a Friday night is what you are 'supposed to be doing' anyway.