I’m Going to Need a Bigger Bucket

Dear Liza.

Don’t mind me, just amusing myself.

I watched a show yesterday and a young woman was talking about her bucket list. I’m well into my 50s and I do not have a bucket list so I started thinking about what I might like to do before my bucket gets kicked or I kick my bucket, however that’s supposed to work.

The first thing that occurred to me was cleaning out my closets. I really enjoy a tidy closet, for one thing, and for another, thanks to Donkey’s post about Swedish Death Cleaning, it also occured to me that this will be one less thing my family has to deal with once I’m gone. So cleaning out closets was added to the top of the list.

But then I thought, gee, do I really want to spend my time cleaning closets before I die? Is that really going to be my big adventure? That’s kind of lame. And while it’s very nice of me (if I do say so) to want to save my family time, I’m not sure they deserve it. I’ve been cleaning up after them for years. YEARS. Plus, if I clean out my closets, I’m going to do it right. I’m going to get one of those portable clothing racks from the Container Store, go through all the items in my closet one by one, and sort them into piles: Keep, donate, mend, throw away. That’s how you sort closets. I know because I watched a YouTube video about it. It’s going to take hours. After I’m gone, however, my family will unsystematically stuff all my things into a giant garbage bag and bring it to Goodwill. It will take about 20 minutes. Who knows, maybe they’ll even hire someone to do it. Why should I waste hours?

I realized I’d need to think bigger. Much bigger.

I want to walk on the Great Wall. I want to attend Burning Man. I want to hold my granddaughter’s daughter. I want to smash grapes in a vineyard in Italy, see the pyramids, run marathons, hang glide, go to a Bruce Springsteen concert, learn a foreign language, build a giant piece of art, go on a road trip with my bestie, write a book, learn to code, become a photographer, visit Glastonbury, grow a garden, live in a loft, make my own clothes, become vegan….

I think I’m going to need a bigger bucket.

And I’m re-thinking the closet situation. I like a tidy closet.

Chicken out


  14 comments for “I’m Going to Need a Bigger Bucket

  1. Bella Rum
    October 26, 2017 at 1:50 pm

    First, I love the title of this post. One of my favorite movie lines was in Jaws. “You’re gonna need a bigger boat.” LOL

    Two things on your bucket list are on mine: see the pyramids, hold my granddaughter’s daughter.

    I’ve had the same thoughts about not leaving too much “stuff” for the kids to go through, but my biggest concern is the attic, not my closet. Things disappear forever up there.

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    • October 26, 2017 at 2:00 pm

      Jaws is my all time favorite movie:-) And the attic? It’s going to have to wait because spiders. That is definitely one task I don’t mind leaving for someone else!


  2. October 26, 2017 at 3:25 pm

    It’s such a romantic list, it brings tears. I remember a granddaughter saying, at age eight or so, she wanted to be a vegetarian, but her mom keeps cooking meat….
    That’s Caroline. She would be your bestie on a road trip.


    • October 26, 2017 at 3:45 pm

      Ha. Yup, Caroline and I would be cruising in our Dodge Dart, eating bacon. My youngest did go vegetarian for a couple months around that same age, I was surprised she lasted that long. Bacon did her in.


  3. jenny_o
    October 26, 2017 at 4:56 pm

    I get embarrassed when I see other peoples’ bucket lists, because I don’t have one, except for getting this d!@# house cleaned out!! Well, that, and not dying an early or painful death. But I don’t think that’s actually something people put on a bucket list.


    • October 26, 2017 at 5:16 pm

      Exhibit A: My closet compulsion. You are not alone Jenny. I just added “Have lunch with Jenny” to my bucket list, though.


      • jenny_o
        October 27, 2017 at 12:39 am

        I said I don’t have a bucket list, but that’s just because I know we don’t have the money or freedom to do some of the things I’d like to do . . . but IF I could, meeting bloggy friends would be at the top of my list. It’s one of the very few reasons I would accept travelling (I am a terrible, awful, horrible, no-good, very bad traveller – apologies to Grover) . . .


      • October 27, 2017 at 11:53 am

        I’ll come to you, Jenny:-) And you know what they say, Dreams are free so dream big!


  4. Doug in Oakland
    October 26, 2017 at 10:37 pm

    What if you find Narnia in the back of one of your closets? That would be an adventure.
    After my stroke, I had to come to grips with the specifically limited size and shape of my bucket, and came up with two things: Dance with a girl (that was an ambitious item at the time I thought it up) and see a rock concert. Both of those items were just barely at the edge of the possible, and only in the future if I get more mobility back, when they occurred to me.
    The day was November 21, 2015, the girl was my friend Sara, and the rock band was The Joy Formidable.
    I even have pictures. Then, last year, our friend Brenda bought us tickets to see Neko Case at the Fox Theater in Oakland for our birthdays. This year Lucius is playing three dates at the Independent in San Francisco right before new years, but I don’t know if I’ll be able to make it, as the venue might not be as disability-friendly as the previously mentioned shows, and I think it might already be sold out.
    So on my bucket list currently?
    Plug in an electric guitar.
    I have four of the damn things, why I don’t play them any more is a mystery. Even Doctor Nelson asks me if I have been playing guitar when I see him. I usually lie. What’s up with that?
    Dunno. But right along with the subject of the post, I would have to get at my Les Paul in the closet to get it out and play it. Maybe I’ll find Narnia back there…


    • October 26, 2017 at 11:16 pm

      Also added to the bucket list-play guitar with Doug in Narnia. I’ll need to borrow one of yours but sounds as though you’ve got more than enough. What’s next Thursday look like for you? I’ll bring snacks!


      • Doug in Oakland
        October 29, 2017 at 6:27 pm

        Here’s a song called Narnia by Steve Hackett. That’s Steve Walsh of Kansas singing it.


      • October 30, 2017 at 1:30 am

        I enjoyed that-thanks! The 70s came roaring right back and it was good to visit with them again. Good times.


  5. jenny_o
    October 27, 2017 at 5:43 pm

    Now why didn’t I think of reverse-travelling to bloggy friends, Chicken? Drop in anytime! (and thank you :O))


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