I loved the movie The Bucket List.
Suddenly I feel that even though I'm not even half way through life I need a bucket list of my own. I'm not dieing, I'm living. But I am going to have to live very differently, very soon. My entire world feels as if it is turning upside down, and I don't even have a baby.
Forget no more sexy vacations full of dangerous adventures and foreign men....No more late night trips to buy ice cream on a whim. I won't be able to even leave the house alone anymore. Single parenthood. I see why my mother was so crazy. You have to be the ONLY parent 24/7/365. No breaks. Not even 20 minutes to go for a stroll and get ice cream. On the bright side maybe I'll finally lose that 5 pounds I want to lose.
On the down side- I better get cracking on my baby bucket list. The list of everything I dream of getting done before my baby arrives.
Baby bucket list:
1. Go on a medical mission overseas
2. Set up my home for a baby
3. Return to the middle east
4. Get video of me dancing in a classy show
5. Dance with an attractive man until dawn
6. Lose that last 5 pounds
7. Have an affordable child-care plan in place
8. Give Cloe and Cody some of thier college money in cash
9. Go on a fantasy* date with an attractive** single man with no kids under 35
10. Be fit enough for 20 push-ups and/or a 5 mile run
11. Have enough extra money to blow 1,000$ on my appearance
* fantasy= he pays to wine and dine somewhere pricey and does not expect anything in return
**attractive= drug and disease free, physically fit, beatiful appearance
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When I realistically ponder this stuff, that climb the Pyramids of Giza stuff seems a whole lot simpler. Then again, I already went to the pyramids of Giza. I'll always have Egypt, at least.
UPDATE from Labor Day weekend:
Alright... number 9 is accomplished- funny -sorta kinda. I'm down to 10 things to get done...
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