Yesterday I spent an hour calculating when I'd die if I were like my dad. Little did I know that I could have gone to 7is7.com and gotten the correct answer in 10 seconds or less. The internet is horrible. Today I've been given 154 fewer days to live!
See the title above the picture? CLICK ON IT. It'll take you to the Countdown clock I discovered today. Now I know how someone feels who's just been told they have less time to live. I took it pretty well. I've decided to waste less time than planned.
On my way to learning about the Countdown Clock widget, I also learned that the Mormons are pretty stingy when it comes to helping others out. This is odd, because they boast of great generosity whenever there's a camera or microphone present.
Let me show you an example. Tomorrow. I want to recheck my figures, so I don't have to retract anything. Don't miss it.
WHAT WOULD YOU DO?
If you learned you had five months less to live, how would you compensate? As for me, I'll stop watching radical You Tube videos. You know, the ones that show Nicholas Cage in Wicker Man. (A movie representing US government involvement in the World Trade Center demolition, and subsequent Martial law, round-ups and final Christian genocide. Cage represents the American people.) Who needs that kind of foresight, anyway? Too depressing!
Tuesday, 11:45 AM - If I live to the same exact lifespan of my father, I'll die on July 28, 2033. That would be just nine days short of my 80th birthday, (same as my dad). He died nine days shy of his 80th birthday.
I counted the number of days I'd still have to live so that I will (hopefully) create a life worthwhile on the tail end. So far, I've been practicing, making mistakes and wasting much of my years. Let's see if I can correct that from here onward. When you see the big picture of your life, the perspective becomes motivational.
If I live to be as old as dad did, then I'm at my 70% point exactly, as of January 1, 2010.
I've already lived 20,453 days (as of today). I've calculated that every 29.21 days that pass is another 1% of my life that's gone by. Dad lived a total of 29,211 days. If I live that many days, that means I've still got 8,758 days left for my use.
When this all came to my attention today, I decided to blog about what I do with those remaining days. Maybe someone will be interested. If so, great! If not, I'll just do it for myself, and maybe my children and grand-children will find it amusing.
My father was a copious Journal writer. Almost daily for about half of his life. I'll tell you a bit about that later.
For now, let me just get the statistics straight.
I am 56 years years, and 5 months old today. Exactly. I've lived 70% of my life. Exactly. I have 8,758 days left to go, exactly...IF I live to be the same age as my father did. He died 13 months ago.