So I returned home the other day. I am very fortunate that my job gives me a lot of vacation days, but it still seems like it is never enough. As I get older, I realize there are many things I have left to do and work interferes with that. My bucket list is so long, it is now a silo list.
I still have not watched every “Snapped” episode, tasted all the chocolate bars in the candy aisle (because I keep getting caught), or wrestled in lime jello. I may not look good wrestling in granny panties forever, especially if I accomplish the second thing. A 51 year-old body can only be duct taped in place for so long before the sticky stuff just isn’t strong enough anymore.
I think there should be a book given to everyone when they are born, explaining you need to use your time wisely. When I was younger, I thought my time on Earth was unlimited. I also thought walking in six inch heels was sexy instead of dangerous and that I’d always weigh 105 pounds. If I had realized I wasn’t going to be around forever, I would have bargained for more vacation time….. a lot more……