Ask and You Shall Receive

Back on August 25th of this year (just three days before I discovered that LIFE AS I KNOW IT WAS OVER), I made a couple of lists of things I want to do with my life.  I think there’s a theory that simply writing out your goals makes them happen.  I don’t know if that’s true, but I’ve recently had a couple of opportunities come up, out of the blue, that were on my lists.  It’s totally cool.  For example:

• I wanted to mountain bike – and I got a mountain bike for my birthday (not so much using it right now, not on mountains anyway, but I will, after my body is no longer hijacked.)  (haha, get it??  hiJACKed??)
• I wanted to improve the house – and I have, by supervising my husband building our backyard fence.  Later this month I will be supervising the Home Depot folks replacing our rotting, paint-peeling kitchen counter.  I am an excellent supervisor.
• I wanted to sing in a local band – and I got an invitation to sing with a local band and have now done a couple of shows (Puritan Rodeo Show is the name – a friend and band member read my blog and gave me a shot with his well-established, talented, and oft-performing band.)
• I wanted to learn foreign languages, and I just finished up an Italian 1 class offered at the local community college.
• I wanted to sing in the cathedrals and concert halls of Europe, and my alma mater today invited me to do just that in the spring of 2009 (which is when Patrick and I had planned on going on an extended trip to Europe anyway).  It’s a Haydn festival in Vienna, and they are assembling an alumni choir to sing in it.  Wow.

I still don’t really know Italian.  I’m not sure if I could possibly do the Europe tour.  I haven’t actually lifted a finger on home improvements, just watched them happen.  But still, if you look at it the right way, lots of good things are happening, things I wanted.  It’s like I said – hey God, I need some inspiration.  And God was like – well, since I’m lobbing an unplanned (but very welcomed!!) curveball pregnancy at you, I may as well toss you some easy pitches. 

Let’s see what happens next.  It’s very possible that a sewing machine will fall out of the sky on my head, along with some quilting instructions; or someone will come and offer me free cello lessons in exchange for, I don’t know, free lasagna?  I feel happy today, like things are happening, like I’m not in a rut, like the future is golden.