Bucket List Progress

Why is the featured image a piece of Bon Ton Diplomat cake? No reason. Just love that cake. This post is about the progress that has been made on my Bucket List!

I am officially registered with OneMatch. All my little genetic sequences are on file, ready to be matched up to someone who needs help. I am very excited at the idea that I might get a call one day! As glad as I will be, it will still suck to use vacation time to participate in and recover from painful surgery. But I will absolutely throw the biggest pity party for myself. How long can a human survive on mac and cheese and milkshakes? I will let you know.

The OneMatch registration process took a really long time. It’s almost as if the organization were dangerously underfunded and run by overworked, underappreciated staff! Please hop on board the Selfless Express ASAP by burdening OneMatch with your love TODAY!

 

Mermaid hair! My hair is long enough to be considered mermaidly, but what kind of respectable mermaid doesn’t have eyelashes? I don’t want to talk about it. I don’t want to talk about it.

 

A splendid bonsai! I mean, it’s really splendidly hanging on for dear life. I admire its will to live despite my efforts. Moving along.

 

Handstand! MOVING ALONG, I SAID.

 

Tofino! I’ve requested a week off in summer to go to a wedding and see Tofino. They have not gotten back to me. Time to start my passive-aggressive assault on office productivity. “Oh it’s so hard to concentrate when there’s no end in sight…” Moving along?

 

Ok. The rest of the list are TBA. Why didn’t I put “eat two Cadbury Cream Eggs at once” on there? Or “spend over $40 on iPad apps in a single weekend”? I would feel productive. Since I’ve accomplished a few things on there, I’m trying to think up some more. “Lament in jammies all day”? Check! No, but really, I’m going to come up with some gold once I get out of this funk. Yeah, I’m in a bit of a funk.

I think most of us must feel like we are capable of so much more than we are doing. I tend to go all fetal when I think about all the things I wish I was but don’t think I could ever be. It’s hardly productive. I feel as if I am constantly evolving new standards, and I can’t change fast enough to keep up with them. I am living as if today is not important or worthwhile. Will today seem so bad tomorrow? We don’t know what tomorrow brings, which is why they say to live in the moment. Living in the moment, enjoying what you have, experiencing the right now– but how? How can you stop planning how you’re going to live and just live?

I want to thrive. I want to absolutely thrive. I want to be strong and nourished and viable. Bonsai, lead by example, buddy.

 

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