Lists

I love lists. I love making lists. Lists are the foundation of my life. I love getting a fresh lined pink, purple or blue Post It and writing down all the things I need to do in life. When I can find my sticky pads. Little hands tend to take them and hide them because they come in such pretty colors. Or so I'm told.

That being said, I make lists for everything. Literally everything. I just can't help myself. I have a book reading list. It's a list of every book I have that I haven't read yet. I have a TV show DVD list. It's a complete listing of every show I own and if I've watched each season or not. When I go on vacation or a weekend trip, I make a list of everything me and the family will possibly need.

And I enjoy remaking the list to make it prettier. I think it could quite possibly be my own personal OCD. Well, one of my OCD's, anyways.


Yes, I love making lists. But my absolute favorite part of making a list? Crossing off what I've done. I get great joy out of proving that I'm I do do things, even if it might take me a minute or two, or even a day. But I do get some of the important things done.