Tiggerlane is our fab hostess this week. She has told us to make a Bucket List. Apparantly there is a movie by this name and it is a list of things we want to do before we die. Well, this is kind of a bugger for me. I am not much of a plan for the future kind of person. Now, don't get me wrong, I am not spontaneous by any stretch. I am just kinda sit still and read a book. My husband is a big goal setter. I would like to think that I am supportive and part of the team when he gets his goal notebook out. Reality is that my eyes start to roll back into my head and somehow all that I can hear is lalala. I am just greatful that he is so patient with my lack of maturity on these things. Since we have gotten married I have figured out that money does not grow on trees and that it is better to not put off for tomorrow what should have been done yesterday but I still have a long way to go with actual planning.
So this is almost like goal setting. A list of stuff I would love to get to do someday. Hmmm... I have a hard time deciding what to do with tomorrow. But, I am up to the challenge.
- Learn to play the piano
- Live in a cottage overlooking the windswept Cardigan Bay in the town of Cardigan. It is a small town in Wales that my ancestors lived in before they emigrated to the U. S. in the 1600's. Blogger seems to NOT want to let me upload a picture right now, so you are going to have to follow the link to enjoy the beauty of the area.
- While living in this windswept cottage I am sure that I can write an amazing mystery. I have started it a hundred times, but I really think being in Wales will make all the difference in getting my creative juices flowing.
- I want to be librarian. This one is a little scary to me since being a librarian will require getting up and going to work, something I have never really done for more than a few weeks at a time.
- Adopt a baby from overseas. I used to live in Hong Kong when I was a teenager and we would spend our Saturdays on the outer islands volunteering in the Vietnamese Refugee Camps. Hong Kong agreed to be a staging country for the refugees and then the U.S., Canada, Australia, etc were suppossed to take them. There were families that had been on those islands for 20+ years! Whole generations born and raised in the camps. It was crazy. We would bring groups of the kids to our school on Saturdays and play games and make crafts. I have always felt very connected to the Chinese and Vietnamese children. My husband has not made that connection. YET!
Well, Tiggerlane said that we needed to list at least 5. That is about all I can think of.
Now head over to Tiggerlane and see what everyone else wants to do someday!