Bucket lists...

Welcome to my new blog that DOESN'T revolve around my dogs! I love to write and so what better way to do just that than a blog! I hope this blog gives you a reason to smile...

I turned 50 in October 2013. Traumatic? Nah... I think 40 was more traumatic. If I remember correctly, so was 30 and 35. Sheesh... At 50, I know who I am and what I want out of life. Will I get it? Well, not always and definitely not without hard work and dedication. I find myself thinking more about my "bucket list" at this age more than at other ages. "Things I want to do, but doubt I will ever achieve" is more like it. Most of what is on my bucket list are expensive things that I will never be able to afford. Trips to Hawaii, Scotland, Wales, England, Germany, Japan, Australia and other exotic places top my list. If I didn't have "d o g s", those might be easier and maybe more affordable. Maybe not.

Bucket lists are interesting things. Some people long to bungee jump or sky dive. I would much rather stay on the ground. I'm not a big fan of flying in any form. Airplanes push my tolerance level. Oddly enough, I'm not afraid of heights. I think I'm just afraid of falling and the sudden stop at the bottom. I know... flying in an airplane is supposedly safer than being in a car. Maybe... or maybe not. I've been on an airplane twice in my life. Two trips to Florida, back and forth... I guess that counts as 4 times. I hated every minute of it. Flying to Australia or Europe over WATER for HOURS would probably make me become unglued. I think sedatives would be in order or alcohol, lots of it and I don't drink. Those bucket list trips will go unrealized, I fear. I once did enjoy a helicopter ride though. Maybe because it wasn't as high?? Who knows... Like I said, I'm a freak.

Other bucket list items are probably easier to do. Although I don't think meeting Harrison Ford, George Clooney or Liam Neeson will ever happen either. So what is the point of a bucket list if you can't really achieve the things on it? I think it keeps me moving forward in the HOPE that I might some day accomplish ONE thing on my bucket list. If nothing else, it makes me smile.

So make a bucket list, share it or keep it hidden away so that only you know what it is. I don't think that not achieving your bucket lists makes you a failure. I think having one, and whether or not you accomplish one of all of the items on your list, makes you think outside the box that can be your life. There's nothing wrong with doing that. We can all use a little more hope...

I hope this post gave you a random smile...