Pinterest does a good job reminding me of the kind of woman I want to be. There’s so much creativity, determination, motivation and no lack of good recipes that clog up my Pinterest boards. From adorable future pets to what I want my future home to look like, I pretty much have the blueprint in my mind.
I’ve been knocking this idea around my thoughts for a bit of time and I can’t seem to figure out what exactly motivates me. If there’s anything true about me, it’s that I feel like I’m always waiting: waiting for the right time, waiting for the right place, waiting to have the right amount of money, waiting for the right tools, waiting for the right person – you get the idea. Here’s a list (both the silly and serious) that does a good job illustrating the kind of woman I want to be. Maybe that’ll help with the motivation part.
I want to be the kind of woman that bakes doughnuts.
I know it sounds silly but I feel like baking doughnuts pretty much makes you the coolest kind of woman. I’ve made cakes, muffins, cookies, even toffee but never doughnuts. How cool would it be to bring those into work… homemade doughnuts – no big deal, guys.
I want to be the kind of woman that runs with the sun.
As I mentioned before, I’m constantly trying to be a runner. Yes, I know my body may be rejecting it as I’ve had everything from hip pain to shin splints. I refuse to quit though. While that may make it sound like I have the upper hand, I’m constantly starting/stopping the entire process. As summer moves closer, I dream of starting my days by hitting the pavement, breathing in the morning air, getting out in the world before most people have had their first cup of coffee – I just can’t seem to get from the bed to the door.
I want to be the kind of woman who wears heels.
This sounds ridiculous, I know. Again though it’s a more generalized statement which illustrates something that I think makes women amazing. Fashion has pretty much eluded me my entire life. My sister is so good at this. She can put whatever together because she owns it and makes it hers. My idea of fashion is to add a scarf to any and everything (yes, even a hoodie – epic fail, Ryan). I want to wear turquoise jewelry, maybe turquoise shoes, blazers, skinny jeans, tall boots – I want to make it look effortlessly put together. That’s something I know won’t happen overnight.
I want to be the kind of woman who inspires others.
This one is more long term. Honestly, one could go their entire life not really understanding their impact on others. Regardless I think I could at least try to live this way.
I want to be the kind of woman who travels.
It really doesn’t matter where. This one is born out of my love for pictures. I love when I see a life displayed on the wall (“oh, that was from our trip to Rome in 2010…”). Travel has always been something that mattered to me but never anything that I put first for myself. I want to change that and make it more of a priority.
And since I could go on forever… I’ll make this next one the last one (for now).
I want to be the kind of woman who has a dog.
Another silly but true one. I have wanted a dog FOREVER. Thankfully, I’ve been responsible enough to wait for good time but I desperately want this one to be true. A dog could be the first step to my future as a farmer (but I digress…). I want a cool dog, too: a whippet, or a greyhound or a Frenchie or something. A dog that will follow me around, that I can take on walks or runs (maybe that would get me out the door?!), a dog that I can take on car trips or on the long ride back to Ohio. You know, like a sidekick.
I know this post bounced between silly and kind of desperately serious. I want this space to be an honest place for me but not tooooo honest. I want to be known and share the good stuff (less on sharing the bad). Also, this post would have been awesome filled with pictures but I’m only on the first chapter of WordPress for Dummies so that’ll have to wait.
Sounds like right now is the time to make all these dreams of who you want to be a reality.
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