Although I have many logs to throw on the Fire of Regret, here’s the big three:
1) I should have went sailing on my aunt and uncle’s yacht. They had a nice boat with an open invitation, and I never made the time. How cool would it have been to have “was a shiphand” on my fact sheet?
2) I should have participated in a barn raising. Actually, it was more like a barn relocating. A woman I worked with sent an open invitation to the staff to help move an old barn. It was a preservation project or something. I was this (insert image of fingers thisclose) close to going, but I didn’t know if I wanted to raise the bar from co-workers to friends.
3) I should have went to Greece. Santorini, specifically. It was for a wedding. The bachelor and bachelorette parties were in Holland. Amersterdam, specifically. Need I say more.