Making Lists...
I love making lists. I like seeing it all in front of me, crossing things off and feeling the sense of accomplishment of completing a list. I also have a tendency of driving my sweet husband crazy with my lists. Two days before my scheduled c-section, I made a 20-point list of items that needed to get done before giving birth (last minute nesting rearing full force!). Some of the things were necessary, such as "pay bills" and "empty cat litter". Others were a little more flexible, like "fertilize plants" or "hang up blinds in baby room". I think a few items were insane given the time period -- did I really put "clean out rain gutters" or "paint fence" on that list? I don't remember, I may have... If so, they didn't get done in those last few days.
I started my list-making again yesterday, with a "Thursday To-Do list". It included items like "pick up car from servicing", "food shopping" and "make list for upcoming event". Big Daddy just laughed at me -- he thought it was hysterical that I needed a list to remind me to MAKE A LIST! I love it... I then thought to myself, I hadn't yet taken my vitamins for the day. I added "take vitamins" to my list, got up, took them and enjoyed the sweet satisfaction of crossing that item off my list.
I started my list-making again yesterday, with a "Thursday To-Do list". It included items like "pick up car from servicing", "food shopping" and "make list for upcoming event". Big Daddy just laughed at me -- he thought it was hysterical that I needed a list to remind me to MAKE A LIST! I love it... I then thought to myself, I hadn't yet taken my vitamins for the day. I added "take vitamins" to my list, got up, took them and enjoyed the sweet satisfaction of crossing that item off my list.
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