Yes, I'll be 40 next year. My birthday is in October, so it's not like it's *close* or anything, but it's next year, and it's almost next year - ya know? So why not come up with a list, right? 40 things to do before I turn 40.
Sure - no pressure - just a list of maybes. Must be-s. And who knows what will be-s?
I love lists cause I love crossing things off them. But here I sit saying to myself, should I start with 40 and work my way back to number one? Or start with one and work up to forty? Sigh. What a confusing choice to make.
- Get my driver's license.
- Lose 12 lbs.
- Cut and donate my hair again.
So what happens when you come up with three things? You're kind of screwed, no?
I'll keep thinking. Any ideas?
p.s. So I accidentally published this yesterday for about five minutes, but decided, NO! I couldn't do that! I have nothing on my list. And then I thought about it. Forgot about it. And thought about it some more. And you know what? Whatever. I mean - who cares, right? I'm shoving this one on you. I expect 40 different (read=original) comments from my friends - that means you, dear readers - coming up with things for me to do before I turn 40 next October.
I'm serious. And you can't steal my top 3. So, there you have it.