#hashtaggoals

[rickgoodman]

Start with You: How to Set and Achieve Realistic Goals in Life

[lesless]

I planned on working out today but the friends we hosted on Friday showed up with a lovely sore throat/cough combo & today I started feeling chills, hot, & lethargic bc of course 🙃 I can’t catch a break & my body is still probably fighting off the bacterial infection that had us all vomiting last week, so I’m sure my immune system isn’t in tip top shape EVEN THOUGH I drank an ‘immune support’ turmeric & ginger shot this morning. 😒 um anyway point is I probably shouldn’t work out. HashtagFitnessGoals2024Postponed. Instead I think imma do sedentary hashtaggoals like start the gigantic scarf I’m making for Borbs & maybe work on my photo project. This year is off to a slow but deliberate start, something I can appreciate.

[loveislarryislove]

Halfway Home Check-in (2023)

I know this is over a month late because of who I am as a person but I still want to do it so shhhhh, a #HashtagGoals update for the year. I started this in June/July but wanted to make some “quick” progress on a few things first -- but then I was not quick oops. 

Numeric goals

Minimum goal: 5 fics and 50,000 words over the year

Aim goal: 12 fics (ideally at least 1 per month) and 80,000 words over the year

Ludicrous goal: 15 fics and 100,000 words over the year 

So far this year, I’ve posted 6 fics totaling about 35k, and I also have around 10k written on another three ongoing projects (edit: those numbers are from July 1st aka actually halfway through the year; now it’s more like 20k on four projects), so I’m definitely going to be fine on the minimum goal. I also have a couple of other fests I’m eyeing or ideas I might do -- and Wordplay is coming up, so that should also help boost the number of fics. I think in terms of number of fics, the Aim goal is totally doable and the Ludicrous goal is definitely plausible. It’s harder to predict word count-wise, since a lot of these upcoming fics are likely to be short, but we’ll see! 

15,000 lifetime kudos

222,222 lifetime hits

1,000 kudos on 2023 fics

10,000 hits on 2023 fics

ngl I don’t remember the numbers at the start of the year, so it’s hard for me to say exactly where I am on the lifetime goals, but they definitely seem in reach! I’m probably around halfway on most of these, which for halfway through the year is great -- and since Wordplay again is a huge boost, we should be good in the hood!

General goals

Tracking my writing

I’ve been doing this, and I love the graphs so much. Look how tasty!!!

I also was inspired by @larry-hiatus​ to make a spreadsheet of all my fics (77 and counting, it took a while haha) with various stats, and the graphs from that were also interesting! Apparently I write Louis POV twice as often as Harry, I switched hard from past tense to present tense in 2017, and I only have 10 fics with more than a few seconds of smut (8 of those written in the last two years). 

Beta-reading more

I’d say I’ve been medium at this. I’ve done some, and I’ve also recently signed up for a couple events as a beta! And I do some editing stuff for work purposes so I guess that could arguably count.

Reading-reading more (both fic and non-fic)

I regret to say that I have forgotten how to read and I literally don’t think I’ve read a book all year oops. Have devoured some fic though. Maybe I’ll read some books when I go on vacation next week. 

Branching out with what I write to explore new fandoms or fandoms I haven’t written for as much, or new pairings within familiar fandoms

The 6 fics so far are evenly split between three fandoms, though all fandoms I’ve written before. I may dabble around for Troped multifandom events, I signed up as a beta for a PJO event, and I’m trying to find a Shiall concept I like for The Show Fic Fest, so definitely still room to keep exploring and diversifying.

Replying to most comments – “all” isn’t always feasible for me, but I’ve been doing probably around 80% and I think that’s a decent proportion

It looks like I’m at around 60% so far this year, so I guess that means it’s time to go on a spree! (edit: those were July numbers again; now I’m at more like 75% which I’m pretty happy with!)

Make a podfic

Make a fic rec of some of my favourite fics

Make a cover for one (or more than one) of my old fics

I have done... none of these. Maybe someday lmao

Find the executive functioning to put my Wordplay and Troped fics into series

Come up and implement a generic AO3 pseud for my non-Larry non-critrole fics and sort those around

I did both of these this week! The pseud part was actually embarrassingly easy, you can mass-edit what pseud something is under so it took like two minutes. The series part was more effort but it’s done now :) I was procrastinating making this post until then and I don’t know if that was a good thing or a bad thing haha

Come up with and implement sort of Replying To Old Comments Project so I feel like less of a doof replying to comments from like… five years ago

Still want to, still haven’t.

See you in five months for final results!

[the-madame21]

You and Cel are goals!!!! The way you both have the other's back all the time is so cool. (Cel-senpai is so scary btw I lurked the comments heehee!)

SCREAMS! Omg I love this. @trashytacosan look bby we’re goals

[35tr314]

GIRL AT POLE DANCING CLASS LOOKED LIKE THE PEOPLE FROM WALL-E AND SHE WAS SO SO PRETTY

[gaycodependency]

having a full blown conversation with myself in the mirror like i'm my best friend. just.. rambling to myself cuz who else is gonna get it but me!

[rach-hell]

OMFG MY FRIEND AMANDINE GOT ME SO FUCKIGN MUCH MAKEUP EURLISJKNDFAD I LOVE HER I’M TRYING NOT TO CRY

[sincerelytoyat]

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There are lots of things in my life that I think SHOULD be a certain way---I should have a higher paying job, I should be in a loving romantic relationship, and I should be 50lbs lighter. However, focusing on the “shoulds” has rarely helped me accomplish my life goals. More times than not it has led to toxic self-talk, a distorted self-image, and debilitating depression. In this episode of Figure Out Your Life podcast, I discuss “shouldology,” which (if it were a real behavioral science) would be the study of a desirable or expected state, and share tips for moving past your “shoulds” towards embracing your reality and accomplishing your goals. ————————————————- Listen to this full episode on iTunes, Spotify, SoundCloud, or Stitcher. #figureoutyourlifepod #podsincolor #dopeblackpods #podcastingwhileblack #wocpodcast #wocpodcasters #blackpodcasts #blackpodcaster #blackpodcastsmatter #blackpodcastnetwork #supportblackpodcasts #dopeblackpodcasts #blackgirlpodcaster #blackwomenpodcast #blackgirlswhopodcast #should #shouldacouldawoulda #shouldology #hashtaggoals #movingforward #accomplishinggoals #selfreflections #embraceyourreality #focusonyourself https://www.instagram.com/p/B3Fr6dOFC7E/?igshid=1s193mf28kbr2

[birdbrainerthoughts]

When life gives you lemon 🍋, make lemodade 🍹. #LemonadaExtravaganza #WhenPeopleArePeople #LifeIsShortDontMakeItShorter #WhenSomeoneHitsYouSoBad #GoodestMorning #HashtagGoals (at Manila, Philippines)

[iamsuperjaps-blog]

Also not minding if someone will love you back or not. #hugot #quote #nature #flowers #instagramable #instagood #instagramhub #instagramers #life #love #single #hashtaggoals

[californialovecon]

My first kiss in 7th grade had double Ds and is now a stripper. I cheated on her.

[d-d-disgusting]

You are such a talented and hard working artist. You are #hashtaggoals

(HEY!! WHAT THE HECK!THANK YOU SO MUCH!!))

[iamyarnsquirrel]

Dear 2018 Self,

Okay, listen. Things are weird right now. She’s gone and you had to be there--no, you GOT to be there--for some of the most intimate and difficult parts of a person’s life. 

So the thing is, this will kind of fuck up your life for a little while. Well, it’s the beginning of the things that will fuck up your life.

In a month or so, you’re going to meet and do a show with a guy who’s lonely and talented, and you’re going to notice that he thinks you’re very pretty and funny and charming. And you’re going to lean into that, and you’re going to tumble down Alice’s rabbit hole for a little while. And you’re gonna hurt some people. You maybe even know it already. When you see him walk in the room, he is not traditionally handsome or threatening, and you think to yourself, “I just want him to fall in love with me a LITTLE bit.” You will rue the day you thought this.

It’s understandable. Everything feels sad and hard right now, and this person (who is in love with you, don’t pretend you don’t know it) is such a nice distraction. He tells you how funny you are, he challenges you, he is DISCOVERING you in a way you haven’t been discovered for a while. You and your husband love each other dearly, but there hasn’t been anything NEW for a while. And new things are exciting.

He comes to a cabaret you’re singing at. He records your song, and after you sing, he hugs you and kisses the top of your head. You drive him home, because he’s drunk and you’re not, and he tells you that “you’re dangerous, you know that? You didn’t used to be. You started out safe.” You say nothing. Well, initially you ask how you’re dangerous, but then you’re quiet.

Then there’s a night you ride with him to an audition an hour away, and lie about it. You confess later the same night, and your marriage, always so strongly woven, starts to unravel a little bit, the threads coming loose, showing their wear. You call him the next day and tell him you need to have a conversation about things, things you had previously not wanted to have a conversation about, and he confesses that he loves you. That he is in love with you. You knew this already. You say you love him, too, but it’s not the same, that you belong where you are. He says some pretty shocking things to your future self, though at the time you were so wrapped up and confused they didn’t seem as shocking as they do now: he tells you he wishes he could know what it would feel like to wake up beside you. He tells you he likes your husband, but he feels bad when he’s around him, like “Yeah, dude. We’re cool. Hey, did you know I fell in love with your wife?” 

You’ll meet him at a coffee shop, you say to pass along a piece of music, but also just to see each other outside of a rehearsal room. He cries there, and when you ask if he’s okay, he tells you it took him 39 years to find you, and he’s not going to be okay in a few days. You talk on the phone for hours when you’re husband is away. Your husband, who is so uncomfortable and sad he has started seeking his own mental health treatment to deal with his feelings, does his best to believe you--that this guy is a “regular” friend (he’s not) who has never told you how he feels (he has) and you don’t have any suspicions (you do). 

The theatre where you met wants you both back as leads in the next summer’s show. You balk, but your husband says he’s okay with it--you’re in a better place now than you were six months ago, and he wants you to earn a contract. You do the show. There is less of the intensity, but the connection is still there. After an opening show pool party, you stand outside your cars and chat for hours, you still in your swimsuit but wrapped in a cover-up. He tells you, “You’re not fair, you know that?” And you know what he means: that he wants to kiss you. He is leaving for New York at the end of the summer, and you’ll be glad to see him go. Your life has gotten so fucking complicated. 

You give him a going-away gift--a funny to-do list, a framed picture of the two of you, a flashlight with a poem about the end of things. You’ll wish later--like the Now You wishes--that you’d never given him these things, or the letter you wrote. It’s too much. 

He goes to New York, but calls you all the time, with audition woes and roommate woes and when he comes back to visit, he wants to see you. You decline. 

For New Years, he goes to London, and you go on a family cruise. It’s when you get back that you notice a change in his behavior. He’s not texting you anymore. He’s not interacting with your social media, or he’s being very curt. On his birthday, in February, you send him a video message telling him happy birthday, and he responds, but it’s so short and clipped just about anyone would think it was rude. 

This will be the last time you speak with him for a year. 

Now You carries this weight for a long time. He stops liking your shit, then you stop liking his shit, then he mutes you on IG. You count down the months from the time you last spoke with him. Your birthday comes and goes, and nothing, pretty telling for someone who once called you his “best friend.” 

You carry this burden for a long time, but tell no one. You write about it, but only in secret. You want to move on, so you act like you have. You think about unfriending him, but worry what people will say. People say such kind things to you, about how hard you work for your family, how you are hashtaggoals and whatever, and you silently think, “My god. If only you knew. I am a liar. I am so selfish.”

Meanwhile, you are dealing with the profound grief of your brother, and the constant stressors of raising children in a pandemic. You decide to resume therapy. You need it so badly.

You’ll tell your therapist about all this, laying things at her feet you have never shared with anyone. She asks why you haven’t unfriended him, why you’ve let him live in your head rent-free for two years, and you don’t have an answer. So you get off the call, and you delete everything: his facebook, his IG, his number. You are in charge of the narrative now. A little part of you is sad, another part of you wishes you could see his face when he realizes. 

You are finally putting your family at the center of things, and not just paying lip service to doing that. It will be a relief for you, you’ll see. You’re not trying to live in two realities. You are being authentic. 

Your therapist says Now You should try and forgive herself, but you laugh. It’s so hard. You have hurt yourself, and your husband. Your daughter notices things, asked you once if Your Friend LIKED you, because he acted like it. How you didn’t nip it in the bud then, Now you doesn’t know. 

Some lessons must be learned by walking through the fire. Some lessons can’t be learned without burns. 

I love you, 2018 Self. I can see how much you are hurting. How much you still hurt. You made mistakes. Your therapist even said the words “emotional affair,” but she said it with such compassion and with no judgment in her voice, and hearing the words said aloud was a profound relief. You knew it all along. 

But she also said she understood. That all these darknesses were tied together, that marriage is long and difficult, and things happen. That it’s time to set these things down. You don’t have to keep going back there in your head. You get to decide.

So maybe I won’t tell You not to go down that dark and brambly path. Maybe if you hadn’t, this would have manifested with someone else, and it would have been stickier and harder to untangle yourself from. (Maybe you’re not untangled all the way yet? But you’ve at least started the process, and that’s something. That matters.) 

There are dark days ahead, and the days you’re currently in are dark, but you are a bringer of light. You shine into other people’s lives and bring them beauty and grace and forgiveness. Bring that to yourself, too. You deserve it.

Love, 

2021 Self

[eulaliasims]

Replies! Paging @littleblondesim, @olivesplum06, @sullivanrandomness, @trembling-hands.

littleblondesim replied to your photo “I decided to give Jules some woohoo heart pajamas in acknowledgement...”

and now he matches Ella's nightgown, too

Matching hair, matching pajamas, #CoupleGoals on point.

olivesplum06 replied to your photoset “Well, you did it, Ella. What next? Riveting.”

 LOL #cookinggoals

Ella is just #HashtagGoals all around. :D

sullivanrandomness replied to your photoset “Well, you did it, Ella. What next? Riveting.”

I like that her goals are so realistic!

Same. Let’s be real, I once set a frozen samosa on fire, I am not a person who should be judging someone’s cooking goals.

littleblondesim replied to your photoset “Ella: Your hair! Jules: I know! Guess she likes it.”

you have any plans for a ella-jules nooboo?

Ehhh, not really. They’d probably make cute kids, but the twins will be graduating/aging to adults this round and I don’t really like huge age gaps between siblings for some reason. Plus Jules pretty consistently rolls ‘Have Baby’ fears. :p

littleblondesim replied to your photoset “It’s almost Jules’s birthday because the birthdays N E V E R end.”

yassss use that super long one where one sim day equals four months

omg, so long. Is that Hat’s age mod or Nepheris’s or another one? I think I’d go for Hat’s mod if I really did change it, but that’s more on my vague ‘to-do if the hood implodes and I have to rebuild it again one day’ list. That and I’m vaguely worried I would get bored with such long stages. I need an inbetween age mod, haha.

Do you use an age mod in Port Augustin? I have Phaenoh’s mod rn and it seems pretty popular with other rotational players, though I see others around using Hat’s mod too.

trembling-hands replied to your photoset “The Leighs …none of whom have the same surname and most of whom don’t...”

Oh my gosh, all their pets!

They’ve got some cuties. :D I should get Zoey and Bernadette another cat or two. They’ve got so many M*A*S*H themed cat names to get through.

trembling-hands replied to your photoset

Why can't hot springs be a thing in all sims games??

I knowwww! EAxis is weird about what features they bring forward in their games and when. I was surprised the other day to find out that TS4 doesn’t have any ownable cars. Why? Isn’t that game, like, four EPs deep at this point? I suppose it’s not the weirdest thing, it just seemed odd to me.

[damnnatureupretty]

Oh God, I'm becoming one of them... 😖 Prepare for posts about #hashtaggoals and #hashtaggains ... #goals #gains. 😆 #ikillmyself #noreallyikillmyself http://ift.tt/2C2VkVx

[oswednesday]

cassiethegeek replied to your post “bday kink of the night: using a vibe wand while simentiously stuffed...”

#hashtaggoals

its the real zest of life