When I was younger, I sometimes felt like there were never enough hours in the day. Although I feel this less and less as I get older, I find that there are not enough days in the week. Today was occupied by two things: Shoveling my car out from the snow, and a co-op board meeting to be held in the evening. As I get older, I dislike shoveling snow more and more, and would prefer to have a garage where I can put my car in case of bad weather.
Why might you ask that I'm complaining of not having enough time?
The answer is simple. The older we get, the less time we have to spend. And, we're also fighting the body's normal decay process as well. I have less energy to spend on things, which means that it takes me more time to do the things I could do in less time when younger.
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Knowing that I have only so much time left to me makes me think - what do I want to do with the rest of the good years of my life? The process of answering that question also spends a portion of the time I have left to me. Although my apartment is a mess (being perfectly tidy is a low priority for me), I still want the creature comforts that money can buy for me - such as a working range hood fan over my stove. Being serious, I've already generated a bucket list of things to do and see. Yet, like in the movie, the Bucket List, I've found that many of the things must be done by more than one person, including the completion of that list.
I consider myself lucky that RQS has been with me for the past 2 years, as I have a companion for that ride into old, old age. And I feel that she feels the same way about me, especially when I have opened her up to new possibilities in life. Yet, I don't think that either of us will complete the things we want to do on our bucket lists. There is only so much time, and it becomes more precious every day.
Fortunately, I am out to the world in regard to being transgender. This takes a big load off of my mind. Overcoming the fear of wondering what people might think made it easier to pursue other things on the bucket list with much less fear, as I have found that most of us worry about many things needlessly. If we were to ask ourselves "what's the worst thing that could reasonably happen?" in a given situation might free us up to do things we might not otherwise do. Heck, I've had to deal with a stolen wallet last year, and I was able to recover from it. Many of us have had to deal with broken limbs, or worse. Yet, we recovered. So, if these are the worst things that could happen, why not try to check off items on your bucket list before it's too late to do so?
I'd love to see your opinions on this....
