As I edge toward 40, I’ve realized that whatever else is ahead of me in life, there are some things that I can reasonably not worry about doing anymore. It’s a great feeling.
I call it my “Unbucket List.”
I no longer feel obligated to:
- Fret about whether I did, in fact, write thank-yous for all of my wedding gifts.
- Learn to drive a stick shift
- Potty-training children
- Catch up on the pop culture I missed out on by being holy during the 90s
- Worry about whether I’m dressed seductively
- Dress seductively
- Take three math classes and two sciences
- Build an independent, fulfilling life and career before settling down with someone
- Go skydiving
- Party all night
- Write a bucket list