Things I Don’t Wanna Do Before I Die

Good Afternoon family and friends! I hope y’all are making it through the day with a silver lining around it. Recently, I saw a blog idea about writing an anti-bucket list, so I decided to give it some thought and write my own. I'm sure there are things that you want to do before you die, but also some you don't. So, maybe this could even inspire you to make your own and set boundaries for yourself.

Anyways, before I die I don’t want to…

Do a body shot off of a hairy belly button.

Have octuplets.

Find a lover on Craigslist.

Live life without seeing a silver lining in the day.

Go hunting for aliens.

Visit a roadside zoo.

Have a bad relationship with in-laws.

Befriend a flat earther, however I’m willing to talk with them.

Have surgery without sedation.

Experience a bug or animal infestation.

Have “the talk” again, but hey it’s not like I received much of one the first time.

Pretend to be a horse.

Use the words “Thrifting” or “Vintage Shopping” if at a thrift store.

Accidentally consume unhealthy pool chemicals.

Become a Star Wars fan,

however if you are one that’s fine with me, I just don’t want to get involved.

Join a cult.

Go on a date to Applebee’s.

Well, I hope you enjoyed reading! I did get that photo of the bellybutton from a Reddit about the show, ‘Married at First Sight!’

God Bless!

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