My friend and co-blogger, goes by the moniker troll, recently blogged about his List. I like the term Bucket List, even though apparently the movie wasn't that great.
Quite a while ago, I created my own list of things I wanted to accomplish before I die; I still have the list, on 2 8.5x11 sheets of lined paper, 52 items. I wasn't clever enough to put a date on the list, but I'm pretty sure it was made after I was married (at least after I was engaged), and before the birth of my first son (who is now 20, so that gives you an idea).
Of course our lists are going to evolve over the years. There's a lot on that old list that I no longer have any desire to do. There are about 10 things on it that I've done so far -- I'm clearly not pacing myself well to finish before I turn 100. I say "about" 10 because some of my entries are pretty vague -- "meet someone famous", "learn to play guitar" -- whether I've done those depends on what the meaning of is is.
I'd create a different list if starting today.
For two items on the list, it's too late. Here are those items, with comments:
#11. Visit the Soviet Union (not sure why I put this on the list in the first place)
#23. Have three children (we stopped at two, so I get partial credit, right?)
Next post, I'll talk about the things on the list that I have already done, the things yet to do, and the things I don't want to do any more.
