Below is the list of 50 Things I Want(ed) to Do Before I Die, about four years old. Things have changed, but not everything,
Bold are those that I accomplished.
Italics I’m still working on.
Strikethrough are the no longer desireds.
- Bear testimony completely by the Spirit.
- Spend a summer in Ireland.
- Publish a book.
- Get married in the Temple.
- Go waterskiing.
- Climb a mountain.
- Get my MBA.
- Buy a house.
- Understand the Book of Mormon.
- Have a two-way conversation with God.
- Watch my children get married.
- Get out of debt.
- Feel comfortable in my own skin.
- Own my own business.
- Read thousands of books.
- Recieve my Edowments.
- Speak another language.
- Learn to cook well.
- Eat lots of chocolate.
- Serve a mission.
- Learn to ski.
- Beat Bret at Pinochle.
- Become completely interdependent.
- Do what I love for a living.
- Say what I mean.
- Get my degree.
- Visit a monastery.
- Live where no one knows my name.
- Stop hunger.
- Adopt a child.
- Watch a World Cup Game live.
- Love without fear.
- Have confidence in myself.
- Watch the Red Sox with ANOTHER World Series.
- Sleep under the stars.
- Go on a cruise.
- Be someone’s hero.
- Rock my baby to sleep.
- Travel in Europe.
- Embrace my inner geek.
- Win an argument with Justin.
- Be in soccer shape.
- Read Catch-22.
- Treat my body like a temple.
- Walk up the stairs without getting winded.
- Decorate my house.
- Learn to act on promptings.
- Get a Hobby.
- Kiss in the rain.
- See a Broadway show.
I guess the more things change, the more they stay the same.
How terribly cliche.
1 response so far ↓
kuri // November 24, 2008 at 3:12 pm
You should read catch-22.