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Before I Die, I want to…

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beach 1So the idea of having bucket-lists has always bothered me. A bucket-list is like this imaginary archive that you make-up in your head with all this stuff that you want to do before you… well…die. Until recently, I understood that the idea of a bucket-list is not necessarily measured by what you do, but how many of those boxes you got to check off by the time you, well…croak. So, I thought why not write down some of my top bucket list items so (who knows) I could refer back to this when I’m 91 years old and see how well I did, so here goes:

1. Spontaneously pack a bag, head to the airport and jump on the next plane out and see where I go. ✈️

I have quite the type A personality, and letting go is something that is just not easy for me. There is something so amazing and liberating to me in the art of letting go and I am just so curious to see where that journey would lead me. Also, not knowing if what I’m packing is weather appropriate at all and sticking to one luggage terrifies me but would be so exciting, like that scared/eager feeling you get when your about to be tattooed.

2. Get to attend the Barrett Jackson car auction 🚘

Ok, ideally I would like to have won the lottery first and be able to surprise my dad with a father daughter trip to the auction and buy him his dream car (which at this point I believe is a ’65 Mustang Eleanor) and I would get to buy my dream car (which would either be a black ’67 Chevelle SS or a teal ’68 Ford pickup truck… or both😉) but let’s stay realistic. To say I have an obsession with classic cars would be an understatement and Barrett Jackson is to me what an Oscar is to Emma Stone.

3. Pretend like I’m a celebrity and live large in Vegas 💰

Just my husband and I, perhaps for an Anniversary trip. We would stay in the best hotel, eat in all the fanciest restaurants, get bottle service at the the hottest clubs, gamble at the high-rollers table, buy my first Louis Vuitton bag right off the strip, go to Crazy Horse, renew our vows by Elvis at the Little White Wedding Chapel and dress to the nines and get photos taken by a stunning photographer at all the Vegas landmarks.

4. Free swimming with sharks (with a guide, not by myself – I’m ballsy, not stupid) 🦈

Anyone who knows me, knows I’m obsessed with sharks. Ever since having watched Sharkwater in college (#riprobstewart), I have been fascinated with sharks and even though they intimidate the sh** out of me, I believe if it helps me get rid of my fear and end the stigma, that’s one step closer in saving sharks from extinction who are so important to our oceans.

5. Get to design/create something that people can shop 👩🏽‍🎨

I would love to make something… anything that would then get put on shelves (or online) to share with other people. Either some article of clothing or even a line, stationary or agendas or even any type of beauty product would be a dream!

**6. Sign up for a board game competition (and win) 🎲

Ok this one is a little bonus, (noticing a theme here?). In my family, trivia games and board games are played on the regular, and when I say regular I mean at least once a week and it’s kind of become the “thing” that we do with extended family when we all get together too. But I’m good, I’m reallllly good at trivia, I consider it a gift of mine actually, so being able to enter in some sort of competition and winning would be just the coolest thing ever!

So I’ll see how much of these I get to check off my list and I’ll check back in with you guys in 65 years… so stay tuned 😉

xoxo,

beingbrittney.

The Road to Daigneault

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So let’s set the mood… Sean and I had already been engaged for about 4 months and we thought it would be a fun weekend activity to start going to look at some houses. We knew that getting married would hopefully lead to us having a place to live in of our own. Me being VERY superstitious and paranoid, I was pushing for a new house because me and my imagination could not shake the whole “potential ghosts haunting the home” factor, but in all seriousness I would have been very happy living anywhere with my husband-to-be!

It all started as innocent fun, we were going to houses that we both definitely knew were out of our budget… drifting off into dreamland you would say, but as time went on, we both realized that this was a project and an adventure we both wanted to embark on.

One thing you have to know about me is that I have very traditional values. I never wanted to move in with a boyfriend/fiance before getting married, so to me… looking at houses was just a distant dream considering that originally we wanted to get married in August 2015, which at that point, was over a year and a half away. I also knew that on my wedding night, my dream was never to go to a hotel, but instead, sleep with my husband in our house for the first time, sleep in a house that we together had already made a home without even having slept there yet.

So as the days passed, I knew that if I wanted to turn this dream into a reality, we had to get moving. Sean and I were discussing if buying a house was actually a possibility for us, talking about all the “fun stuff” such as: money, finances, budgets, etc. Once we came to an agreement, we started actively looking for our potential new home. Without much success, my dad told us to look at this one place, and having driven by the area, i’ll be honest, I was opposed to it (also the fact that I hate when my dad is right haha).

At this point, it’s the first week of February and Sean and I finally decided to give it a shot, considering we would have no back neighbors because of a future golf course, and we had a distant view of the water. We also weren’t being taken seriously or having much success anywhere else, so we decided to take a look. We go to the main house, where someone accompanies you to the model home, and when we walked in… Sean and I both knew, this felt like home! We got back in the car knowing this is what we wanted, so the whole ride back we were discussing if we were really ready for this (to be honest, no one is ever really ready). We went to visit a couple more times, once with my parents, once with his parents, and even Sean’s grandfather (who used to be a real-estate agent). After truly over-visiting the house, we asked ourselves “what are we waiting for?” and made a trip to the bank to start the necessary steps and paperwork to make this house a home.

… And by mid February 2014, Sean and I were officially home owners, and were about to start the selection process of choosing all the details that would make my dream of sleeping at my soon-to-be husband and I’s home on our wedding night… come true! 🙂