Over Labor Day weekend, my husband and I watched The Bucket List, a movie about two men with terminal illnesses that set out to achieve some lifelong wishes before they die. It got me thinking - I should make a list of things I want to accomplish, set some goals for life. (I'm usually a one goal at a time kind of person - like graduate high school, graduate college, land a great job. Not an overarching, I want to accomplish XYZ while in the workforce and will achieve it by doing this and this goal-setter.) There were a few ideas for my list that came to mind immediately, things I should certainly include. But I put it off and then life got busy as it tends to do.
Then I attended a meeting at work last week where my supervisor asked for suggestions because my company is revising its vision and mission statement. It's a process similar to creating a bucket list and goal setting in some regards, and reminded me of my own bucket list plans. I've been thinking about it ever since, and have actually started writing a few goals for myself.
But (there's always a but, right?) making a bucket list is scary. It's hard. I don't want to think about the fact that life is finite, especially not my life. I'm torn when I try to add anything to the list that's a stretch because I don't want to fail. So I add things, then delete those things (then add them again late at night). I fret over what Person A would think of a certain goal. Then remind myself that this is personal, so it doesn't matter what Person A thinks.
It's a work in progress. Coincidentally, just like my life.
Do you have life goals or a bucket list?