I've been chopping shallots because I can't stand to see a woman cry, so the first thing I'm looking forward to is the onion stink disappearing.
Riding my first full years, puncture free (gulp!), commute
Toning up with some extra gym work
Completing the 1st draft (proper) of my book and then tidying things up, editing it so it's ready for someone else's scrutiny...hopefully by the end of the year.
Work picking up, having endured a year of George Osborne's awfully scripted budget
My sisters wedding
A proper family holiday
Star gazing
Ignoring the usual monotony
Reading...though somebody has gone and bought Finnegans Wake for me, which may explode my brain at some point, thus ending any hope of any other eventuality on the list