The anti-bucket list includes everything you never want to experience before you die. I found this idea while on a random google search and thought my readers would like seeing what I put on mine as much as I’m looking forward to reading yours!
- Hear the words Stage IV, metastatized, or pallatative.
- Have a hangover. Or maybe I should just avoid drinking giant bottles of green Kool-aid. 😉
- Get a tattoo. It’s hard enough to pick out a hairstyle or new set of glasses that I know will affect how I look for months/years to come.
- Be anyone’s mom.
- Remember right from left without surreptitiously squeezing both hands to see which one feels more left-y.
- Go Cowboy Camping. I love the outdoors, but I also like to sleep in a soft, warm bed that is not exposed to the elements afterwards.
- Run for office. I’m not good at lying or schmoozing.
- Be a living organ donor. Transplant surgeons are more than welcome to pass on any usable organs or tissues after I die, but the risks associated with donating a kidney or part of my liver are too high for me to take while I’m still alive. I have a lot of respect for people willing to do that, though!
- Eat black pudding. I’m sure some folks find it delicious, but no thank you.
How about you?
0 Responses to The Anti-Bucket List
I don’t think I could answer this one. (Though I admit, black pudding is pretty gross. Maybe not non-negotiable; I’ll eat just about anything if I’m hungry enough. But I certainly wouldn’t mind skipping that one. But I digress… what was I saying, again? Oh, right.)
Problem is, I started considering the question, and the list of things I’d never want to experience before I die… well, it starts off horrible, and gets worse.
So I’ll just say that I’d like to pass away peacefully, in my sleep, at the exact same moment that my beautiful wife does.
I think that is the best possible way to die.
I’ve never heard of an anti-bucket list. Interesting.
I have to say it was pretty easy for me to come up with a couple things right away. I never want to experience the deaths of my children. I don’t think I could recover from losing either one of them. I don’t want my husband to die before me either.
I can’t blame you for that! 🙂
On a lighter note, I thought of a couple more things I don’t want to experience. 🙂
I never want to live in a city. I know people who absolutely love it and all the convenience that comes with it, but just the thought of living so close to so many people with all the noise and traffic makes my skin crawl.
I never want to own a cat. I’m totally a dog person. 🙂