SIGH. Ok, I'm posting. Some friends of mine encouraged me to start this blog to share all of my crazy stories. Problem is, I don't think I've had that many stories lately. Life has become complacent and it's just something that's happening in the background while I'm taking care of other things. This is why I would like to announce (to my audience of maybe one) ktb's Year of Living Dangerously.
I haven't taken many risks in a while and I think it's starting to show. The goal of this project is to do something bold, brave, interesting, or outrageous at least once a week and then post the stories here. I have a few ideas of some things I'd like to try out and hopefully more will come to me as I move forward with this project. Since I'm starting late this week, I'll pick something a little boring, but doable in the next 3 days: I'll finish my mom's painting. Now lest you not find this brave, allow me to first note that I am not an artist and to share with you that the last painting I made my mom she has tried to give back to me several times, finally succeeding last week. Ever since I took up the brush again she has been requesting I make something for her, oblivious to how arduous that task really is.
So, I'll finish the painting and take my GRE practice test. I've been putting it off, fearing scores that would prove me having mental handicap, but I can't procrastinate any longer. If I'm going to try to live dangerously, I need to start being more bold about my future. Hopefully this is a first step in that direction. Until next time!
-ktb
ktb is extra susceptible to the evils of the GRE because we are both made up of letters that do not spell real words