Anti-Bucket List

I think there are some things I just never want to do in my life. Stuff that I have no ambition for doing or stuff that I think is just plain stupid to do. I mean all for putting your life in danger (keyword there “your”) if you want but not me. I’m smart. I want to survive.

Anyway, here are some of the things I have no ambition or inclination to ever do in my life.

• Climbing Mount Everest – I get altitude sickness anyway. I’d suffer. I’m writing a book about it but no aspirations of climbing. I don’t want to climb any other mountain for that matter, either. Neither should anyone who isn’t passionate for the mountains and beauty and all that. But even if, it’s been done.
• Running A Marathon – I wanted to with my brother-in-law but then he got pregnant so that ended that. Looking back on it what was I thinking? All that hard work… all those shoes…
• Spelunking – Who wants to do this? Get stuck in a cave? Also, I’m claustrophobic. I’ll pass.
• Skydiving – Being the deathly afraid of heights woman I am who gets scared just being on two steps of a ladder, I don’t think skydiving is for me. I need to have a beer before I even step foot on a plane, anyway.
• Bungee Jumping – See Skydiving. I used to watch this when I stayed with my dad at Circus Circus in Vegas. Never wanted to try it but it was fun to watch at 1 in the morning.
• Parasailing – See Skydiving and Bungee Jumping. I did do this once in Ocean City with Bri who wanted me to do it. I was so scared. I didn’t speak to Bri for hours afterwards. My hands clung to the strap so hard they were white and red.
• Procreating – I never wanted to procreate or have a kid. I really like the fun part of it but the rest is work. I’ll probably blog more about this later as I’m growing a list of why I’ve never procreated. It will be a lengthy list.
• Scuba Diving – Eh, nah. All that breathing. I hate breathing. Except you know, to live.
• Restoring A Car – Bri wanted to do this but it’s too much work. My Dad and uncles and Grandfather were into cars so it runs in my blood to like them and appreciate them. I bet I could be good at it though.
• Going Camping – Been there, done that. It sucks. I sometimes think when life sucks it could be worse. I could be camping. But glamping or being in a cabin, yes. Just hope for no bugs.
• Going Into Space – I love learning about other planets and space and shit but going there isn’t for me. I love the planet I’m on even with all its faults (like humans).
• Deep Sea Diving – I don’t care to look at the Titanic through a window three inches wide and thick. There are pictures of shipwrecks and I love shipwrecks but visiting one is out for me. Save this for the billionaires :)

Maybe more later if I think of any other things not to put my life in danger.