would you rather

I’m inviting y’all to play a little game with me…

meet my great grandchildren
Baby K having babies? I’m SO here for it!
(I actually knew two of my great grandparents)

more money
I’ve been poor most of my life. So to me, ‘more money’ means enough to live without worrying about how to keep a roof over one’s head or food in the house. Therefore, it stands to reason that my time could be more precious if I didn’t have to worry about money.

pause button
While reliving truly wonderful moments would be lovely, I’m at the place in my life where I think a pause button would suit me better.

all the languages
This one’s a no brainer for me!
While I love animals, I’d much rather be able to read, write, and speak in any language I chose.
It literally opens the whole world to me.

no one at my funeral
The best day ever was the day I married YBW. Everyone I love most (with one exception) celebrated with us that day. I wouldn’t trade that for anything. Ever!
I’ve always joked I’d want to hover ghost-like at my funeral to see what folks said and did…but I care so much less about that now.
Let’s celebrate our lives together when we’re all here to enjoy it.

stuck on a ski lift
While elevators aren’t normally a trigger, I am claustrophobic. To be stuck in an elevator without fresh air sounds horrific! I’m cool with heights, I’d be bundled up enough to keep warm, and have all the fresh air I could breathe, so ski lift it is.

dinner alone
I have no problem eating alone. In fact, most of the time I eat alone.
But a concert? Oh no! A concert is to be enjoyed together. With as few or as many.
Especially when someone who loves you surprises you with concert tickets!

stop world hunger
Little children should have enough to eat. Teenagers should have enough to eat. Adults should have enough to eat.
Being well fed won’t bring about world peace, but it sure as hell is a step in the right direction.

sky diving
Jumping from a perfectly good plane with a backpack full of parachute strapped to my back? YES, PLEASE!
Jumping from a bridge hooked to a rubber band? Oh HELL no!
I know some people don’t see the difference, but I absolutely do.

be an adult
This was a tricky one.
But I landed on adult because being a kid forever would actually suck. Being an adult doesn’t mean you can’t enjoy kid things, but it does mean you can drive and vote and earn money and shop. And go to shows and bars and out of the country by yourself. I have a whimsical, childlike sparkle inside me, so I’m fortunate enough to have the best of both worlds.

vacay with spouse
If I had a different spouse, the answer to this ‘would you rather’ would be different.
I love going on vacay with YBW! We always plan the perfect balance of ‘doing the things’ and relaxing. We’ve become adept at understanding each other’s travel idiosyncrasies and can facilitate whatever change is appropriate to ease each other.

side of salad
I love soup, but I love salad more.

brand new house
This answer might be different under different circumstances. Being stuck at home so much for so long, a brand new house sounds like the right combination of new surroundings and new projects. It can take a great deal of time to find the perfect dining table for a new house. And currently, I’ve got nothing but time.

Please play along with me.
Would you rather?
Ready…Steady…GO!

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12 thoughts on “would you rather

  1. Ok…great grandparents…I don’t like assuming what the future may or may not hold
    2) money want to travel
    3)pause button
    4) world languages…for travel
    5) funeral. I don’t believe in death rituals
    6) elevator…heights beats claustrophobia
    7) dinner
    8) hunger
    9) for the live of god why? Sky diving but really under duress
    10) adult
    11) is there an alone option? Spouse
    12) salad
    13) new house

  2. I would like to have more time. ❤

  3. What a fun post! 🕊

  4. This is so fun!! And tells whether someone lives in the past or the future!! or the present!!

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