My NON-Bucket List Ideas
Why NON Bucket List Ideas?
First, a confession: I have NOT seen the Bucket List movie. (Don't hit me! Don't hit me!) I already pretty much knew the ideas behind having a bucket list.
Heck, back when I was a kid I was making lists all the time about the things I wanted to do and see in this life before I ... (let's just say it) DIE.
I mean, let's face it, no one gets out alive. I've always known this.
Back when I was a LITTLE kid, the thought of turning 18 seemed soooooo faaaaaar away in the future.
Then, the idea of turning 30 seemed incomprehensible. After all, my PARENTS were in their 30's...then 40's...
Once I turned 30, then 40, and more recently 50, life began looking a little different (funny how that happens).
And I noticed something that had kind of crept up on me: I no longer gave a rat's patootie about half the things I THOUGHT I had wanted to accomplish or prove to myself before my demise (ok, ok...I don't quite like the word "die" ... it sounds so... so... icky.).
THEN, another amazing thought occurred to me: I've already DONE some amazing and wonderful things!
So, with all this talk about making bucket lists, I thought I'd lend a slightly different perspective: A NON Bucket List, Things I've already done that don't seem like such a big deal anymore, and WHY.
AND... I hope when you read this, it reminds YOU of all the awesome and amazing things you've already done in your own lives. :)
My #1, #2, and #3 NON Bucket List Ideas - A Sort of Morbid & Sad Example from a Memory
This is VERY personal
#1. #2. and #3 TOP NON Bucket List Ideas and Examples:
#1 Flying in a Stunt Plane
#3 Getting a Pilot's License
I thought I'd get the most depressing non bucket list idea and example out of the way right away. And I'll dedicate this one to the memory of my beloved Aunt Sophie, my dad's sister.
After my Aunt Sophie died while accepting a friend's offer to take a ride with him at an airshow back in about 1965 or so in my hometown, I promised my dad never to 1) Ride around in small planes and 2) Skydive.
(I made the decision to forego getting a pilot's license on my own.)
I think the worst parts of that whole tragedy were that her kids (my cousins) were on the ground watching the whole horrible thing and that it was the first time I ever saw my dad weep. I was about 6 years old, and honestly could not comprehend what happened.
I do comprehend what I promised.
I almost broke my promise when my 2nd husband (who had been an 82nd Airborne soldier) almost convinced me to go skydiving. At the end of the day, I just couldn't do it.
I have - by nature of my past work experiences in Antarctica and other travel - been in small-ish airplanes and also helicopters - but no stunt planes.
So, now that that's out of the way, let's move on to more lighthearted stuff. Thanks for listening.
It always rains on tents. Rainstorms will travel thousands of miles, against prevailing winds for the opportunity to rain on a tent.
Hike the Appalachian Trail
Or Any Other Long Distance Trail for That Matter
Look. I enjoy a lovely tramp through the mountains like anyone else. I LIVE in the mountains. I LOOK at mountains from my home in northern New Hampshire.
But, the truth is, after spending nearly a week hiking about 70 miles by myself on Vermont's Long Trail (VT/MA border to Canada), I practically crippled myself with tendinitis after 5 days, I missed hot showers, and I missed eating something other than boiled noodles.
And I STUNK!
And that was only a week!
I distinctly remember taking 2 hours to leave the trail after serious tendinitis set in - I got to the highway, and put out my thumb to try getting a ride to the nearest town (which was somewhere outside Rutland, VT).
Ready for this? Even with my hiking boots strapped to my backpack, NO ONE would pick me up.
It was clear that I was a backpacker who was hobbling, barefoot, down the highway (couldn't keep the boots on because of the pain).
I finally made it to a little store, where I bought epsom salts and a candy bar. A nice lady offered to drive me over to "Eppie's place... she's got a little hotel, and I'm sure she's got a room for you..."
(And this is how I knew I REALLY STUNK)...
So, as I was hobbling over to her car (where she had a large German Shepherd waiting for her), she went to adjust the seats. She spread newspapers on the back seat (which I figured were for the dog). She then motioned for the dog to hop into the front with her, and then motioned for me to sit ... on the newspapers.
She unrolled the windows.
THAT'S a hint people...
She brought me to this little hotel where I soaked my feet in the wastebasket (there was no tub), and stared at a TV that was bolted to the wall up near the ceiling while I waited for a ride out of town.
It was the first and only time I have ever watched a soap opera (there was nothing else on).
Nowadays, I pick up thru-hikers from the Appalachian Trail whenever I see them in town, and have enough of a vicarious hiking experience talking with them.
They stink to high heaven, and ... yes, I roll down my windows.
Prelude to my NEXT "Non-Bucket List Item Example" - Take your Dramanine before watching if you get queasy easily...
While this video should explain itself, you'll see how it relates to my next non-bucket list item. Nuff said.
Fishing On The High Seas
Or doing ANYTHING on the High Seas for that matter...
First... Look at the video above - footage of a fishing boat in Iceland somewhere.
Now, seriously. I look at that and the first thing that comes to my mind is, "Are you guys out of your minds? What's wrong with a nice canoe trolling on a quiet pond? With a nice glass of wine on the dock overlooking the nice quiet pond after?"
Or, along with that goes "Visit the Arctic Circle" or "Go on a cruise to Antarctica." Really. You've got to be kidding. Not this kid. Now now, not 20 years ago, not 20 years from now. Not in this life.
Auto racing began 5 minutes after the second car was built.
-- Henry Ford
Be a Race Car Driver
Or even RIDE in a race car
Look, I know this may be hard to believe, but Danica Patrick I am NOT.
I once had a little red Nissan Sentra that I drove 90 mph in a fit of ecstacy on a gorgeous scenic road.
Well, I should say that I got the car UP to 90 mph, and held it there for ... hmmm. Maybe a half a second. Maybe a full second.
That was enough. Anyway, it's hard to see the scenery if you're going so fast.
It's also a LOT easier to get a very big speeding ticket that way.
I have made up for that crazy 2 seconds in my life by driving like I'm Danica Patrick's great-grandmother (just ask my husband!)
In the Event YOU are Interested in Race Car Driving
Hey, just because driving a race car isn't in MY future doesn't mean you have to listen to me. Have at it! Let me know how it works out... :) And, by the way, if you meet Danica Patrick or some other famous person, can you get their autograph for me?
Be an Ice Climber
My husband John has this one covered for me...
John has had many, many years of experience as an ice climber. Some of the climbing he has done is pretty hard-core.
Although I couldn't possibly relay his fascinating stories here in a way that would do them justice, his tales nonethless often make me wonder (silently), "Is he quite well?"
I will say that John and his brother James once took me to an ice cliff where I could learn the basics (John had me on a tight rope). I struggled and dug my crampons into the ice as best I could...
I swung those ice axes into the ice so hard that you would have thought I was fighting off some creep from a horror flick.
I climbed until I exhausted myself... my hands froze to the point that I had no feeling left at all... Finally - John lowered me down.
I had "climbed" ... oh, 10 minutes or so. And about 15 feet. (I think I climbed 15 feet... I'll have to check with John on that. I'll get back to you.) :)
PS: This photo is NOT of John. I'm writing this while being away from home. If I can find some photos of John climbing, I'll add one later.
Our basement is chock-full of climbing gear. Rock climbing gear, Ice climbing gear - if you need gear for climbing, John has it. Regrettably, you probably don't live nearby enough to borrow it. :) If you want gear, try Amazon. A little cheaper than in climbing shops. This I know.
Be a Singing Sensation
No American Idol for me
I actually CAN sing. And, I've actually been paid to sing (I used to sing at the annual Fryeburg Fair in Maine).
But, one thing I learned was that for the 2 months leading up to the gig, I almost felt ill every time I thought of performing in front of strangers.
Major stage fright.
The craziest thing about it was that after I sang 1 or 2 songs, I was fine.
It didn't seem to matter that the stage I was assigned was the kids' stage at Old MacDonald's Farm outside the petting zoo - and that my gigs were typically scheduled for times when there would hardly be anyone listening anyway.
So in 2001, when I had to cancel my long-standing slot at the Fryeburg Fair in order to care for John who was recovering from a broken hip and arm (long story) - by cancelling my spot, I therefore gave it up forever.
But, c'mon over and I'll sing for you all day. Just not in front of 50 strangers who are really just waiting for the petting zoo to open.
The universality of tattooing is a curious subject for speculation. ~James Cook, 1779
"Getting a Tattoo" Makes My Non-Bucket List of Ideas and Examples
And it's not 'cause I'm getting too old for this...
No offense to all my friends who have tattoos. And no offense to my friends who are tattoo artists.
There is ONE primary reason I do not want a tattoo.
They don't wash off.
Oh, I've thought about it. Some of my favorite people have tattoos. I honestly just don't really like them that much.
I do like and admire some of the artwork. One guy we know up north is a fabulous artist, and he now designs some beautiful tattoo art. And another friend we met during our time in Myrtle Beach is a very talented tattoo artist - he even offered to give me one.
Even if I DID get a tattoo - which I'm not - but even if I did, I have this feeling that I'd get tired of it and wish it were a different design. It would just complicate my life needlessly.
Then there's this vision I have of myself at age 100 with this aging butterfly or some symbol whose meaning I'll have probably long forgotten, saying to someone, "Oh that old thing? Who knows what I was thinking... I was only 51 years old and just a kid at the time..."
So, at the end of the day, I'm just plain ol' Kathy.
If I really get the urge, I'll get a temporary mehndi design (henna).
PS: If you happen to be in Myrtle Beach and you have an irresistible urge to get a tattoo... Give "Dr. Ink" a call and ask for Arik to do your tattoo. They even come pick you up in a limo.
Do I even need to explain this one?
Ok... Imagine, if you will, meeting an alien from another planet who - over a nice glass of wine - says something like, "So, what do you people do for fun here on earth?"
And imagine answering, "Well, some of us like to go to the center of really high bridges, attach one end of a long elastic band to our feet, and attach the other end of the elastic band to the bridge - and then throw ourselves off the bridge headfirst. Then, we pray as our bodies are hurling toward the ground that the elastic band doesn't break before we hit the rocks and water. Then, we bounce around upside down for a while until we're brought back up to the bridge."
Then, as the alien takes another sip of wine, nodding - trying to understand... you add,
"Oh yeah, and we PAY to do this."
I'm just sayin'...
Been There, Done That, No Need to Do Them Again Bucket List Ideas - "It was cool at the time, but doesn't matter anymore" kind of stuff
Here are 5 more of my Non-Bucket List Ideas and Examples.
These items fall under the category of things I've already done, but don't need to do gain.
They are also items that were never really on any kind of list to begin with - and I'm not really sure where they came from.
=> Run a Marathon
I see this one on a lot of bucket lists. I ran 2 full marathons in the early 1980s (Jersey Shore in NJ, and New York City Marathon). Yes, I will admit that the feeling of accomplishment was amazing, and something I remember to this day.
Running marathons was never anything I had any real excitement over - but my 1st husband was a marathoner, so I began running primarily because he did it. I was a bit of a lemming - I admit.
But, when people ask me if I would ever want to run another one, I have to honestly say that while sure, it might be neat to prove I could do it again, I've already done it and have moved on to other interests. I still cheer on every runner I see when I watch a marathon. But, it's time for other things.
=> Go to Antarctica
I promised another writer here on Squidoo that I'd write about my time in Antarctica - and I will at some point... I worked in Antarctica during 6 or 7 different seasonal contracts (including one of those 12-month stints) in McMurdo.
I've seen penguins. I've been to South Pole. I've seen and done some really cool stuff, and met some truly amazing people.
But it's time for the next generation. Again, it was nothing I aspired to - I happened to be on a bicycling tour through New Zealand in the early 1980s and happened upon people who had just left Antarctica. One thing led to another, and there I was - working in Antarctica.
=> Get Published in a Real Magazine
I worked my butt off writing my first magazine article ("Ned Overend: King of the Mountain" - a story about the now fairly-famous triathlete from Durango, Colorado, in the now defunct Nautilus Magazine - back in the early 1980s... I'll update when I get home in May).
It was written on spec (which means they said they'd look at it an publish it if it turned out that they liked it). And while it was fun writing it, the time it took me to write it, type it then retype it (remember - this was in the days before computers) - it turned out that I made about $2/hour.
Yeah, it was fun to see my name in print - and I did write a few more stories for them - but, it's a lot more fun these days to write on line at places here like Squidoo and make money when people buy my stuff. There. I said it.
=> Float Around in a Hot Air Balloon
I did this back in the 1980s in Colorado. While it was really kind of interesting - very quiet and peaceful floating around up there - I have 2 very distinct memories:
1) I had to get up at some un-Godly hour to get to the launch site before dawn, and
2) I'm just not that into champagne.
=> Go Diving
I got my PADI certification in Cairns, Australia some years ago, and spend Easter out on the Great Barrier Reef. YES, it was amazing and awesome... But, nowadays, I just think of sharks.
We've ALL Done Some Cool Stuff...
I was over at the Xomba website, and saw that they were inviting us to write a "Top 5" or "Top 10" list of stuff about our lives. I wound up realizing that although I'm clearly somewhat wimpy when it comes to not wanting to really go out on a limb and do what my late, great mother would call "Nutsy-CooKoo" stuff, I have done a couple of things that, in hindsight, did take a little bit of courage.
For example, when I visited New Zealand in the early 1980s for several months on a bicycle, I had never 1) ridden a bike for more than 5 or 10 miles at a stretch, 2) been to New Zealand, 3) been ANYWHERE outside the US, 4) had no money... I mean, all that stuff adds up!
But off we went anyway. There was one point in the trip where we ran out of budgeted money and fasted for 3 days instead of going into our next week's reserves.
So, if you think about your own life, you can probably come up with a bunch of memories of stuff that - when you put your 20-20 hindsight goggles on - were pretty awesome experiences.
Here's the link to that article =.> Top 5 Things I've Done That I Personally Think Are Cool Thanks again for visiting!
A Few More Items I Have No Interest In Doing... - Thanks to other folks here at Squidoo, I've gotten more ideas!
Sometimes you just don't know what you don't want to do until someone mentions it. You know... someone calls you one morning and says, "Hey Kath! I've got a GREAT idea! Why don't we head on over to the coast and go swim with some sharks!" Stuff like that.
So, here are a few more things I can pass on...
- Swim with Sharks. I mean... there are people who really DO enjoy this??
- Go into Space. I'm still mastering life w/ my two feet on earth.
- Hold a Tarantula (Thank you fellow writer @Moonbeam973) - Yeah, I'm terrified of spiders and snakes too, and I'm ok with it...
- Hold a Snake. See "Hold a Tarantula," above. I tried to "pet" one once when I was writing an article about a guy who kept snakes, but just couldn't do it.
Am I the only one on the planet who has a NON-Bucket List? - Please tell me I'm not alone!
Ok... I can't be THAT unique. Surely someone else has decided either 1) that they are NOT making a Bucket List or 2) that they are making a NON-Bucket list. Let me know where you stand...
Are you either making a non-bucket list or otherwise not participating in bucket-list activities?
In Case You're Like Me & Haven't Seen "The Bucket List" Yet
But seriously folks... All joking aside, I do have lots of goals. Always remember:
"The greatest danger for most of us is not that our aim is too high and we miss, but that it is too low and we reach it." Michelangelo
Hi everyone! Thank you so much for visiting and reading my non-bucket list and ideas. I hope you enjoyed this lens, and that you will say a few words before you leave. Maybe you have a few "non-bucket" ideas of your own... If so, I'd love to hear them!