In an attempt to set SMART goals – goals that are specific, measurable, attainable, relevant and time-bound – many of my 14 for 2014 feel a little small. Although certain goals require attention every week, and there’s the massive goal of publishing a book, for some reason they’re not motivating me as much I would like.
In the meantime, today’s Daily Prompt has given me the opportunity to think bigger:
There are 344 days remaining in the year. Describe what you’d like to be doing on day 211. (Hint: that’s July 30th.)
The prompt title was ‘Predictions’, but the description asks what I’d like to be doing in six months’ time, and the two are a whole lot different. The latter is better, so here is a little daydream, courtesy of the Daily Prompt…
By the 30th of July, I’ll be a year older, and no longer able to argue about whether or not I’m in my mid-twenties. That makes me the same age as these people:
I’ll (still) be older than this person:
So now I feel like a massive underachiever. By July, I… am going to have started writing a novel. (OK, it’s difficult for a realist – pessimist perhaps? – to get too carried away.)
I will be living in the city of big red buses and Big Ben:
My flat will look like this:
I will have a fabulous job in publicity, marketing, editorial or rights (I’m really not fussy, guys) in a bustling publishing office, bringing fiction like The Humans and The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry to the public.
My weekends will be spent in places like this:
My man will be something like this:
I will go and see a musical every month.
I will be sick of the smell of the M&M shop. (Maybe.)
I will have visited (or have solid plans to visit) Italy.
And my friends and I will be like this:
So all in all, things don’t look too shabby.
Minor edit: 25 January, because I aged myself more than necessary.