I have heard of Bucket Lists, and finally saw the movie, a (cough long time cough) bit after the release. I have thought of writing a bucket list. But, I guess, I have a short one.
I would like to go to Alaska. (Working on it.)
I would like to sell my book. (Working on book... Maybe goal should be to finish book???)
See London at Christmas time. (You know, I really should get around to getting a passport...)
Take Husband to Copenhagen as a present. (How I am going to do this, uh...)
Actually play a song (other than Three Blind mice) on the guitar. (Have to work on this.)
See the Smithsonian.
And you know, that's probably about it... No great goals, that I can think of, no feats of derring do, no real screaming thrills by most. But I guess it's mostly because I am happy now. It isn't that if someone offered an opportunity, I might not accept, but I like the here and now that I am at.
Is that strange?