When I was in college, my life revolved around lists. It had to. I had a lot of classes, projects, reading assignments and study sessions not to mention I was the mom of a very spunky little boy at the time. Between school, the house duties, working on the weekends, picking up Cy from the sitter's and being a wife, my mind was in a constant whirlwind.
You know those nifty little notebooks at Target? I lived out of those. Lived. I would go through at least one little booklet every quarter and a half. Then, I graduated and Facebook and my lists didn't mean anything anymore. (Facebook was only a mild form of communicating with my classmates to swap study times and homework info NOT a way to keep in daily contact)
Why did I stop making lists?? Uhg. I really need them to help keep me focused. Yesterday I finally broke down and made a list. It felt fabulous. Every item, but one, was completed and it was such a rewarding feeling. I'm doing it again today...making a list. Must resurrect the habit.
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