Friday, February 12, 2010
I am a list person. I like to think that I am organized and have it all together. I love adding to my lists, and I love crossing items off my list. Sometimes I even include line items like "take a shower" to my lists just so that when I cross it off I feel productive. Five nights out of seven I lay in bed with a million thoughts, ideas, opinions, and "to do" items swirling around in my head. The other two nights I am so exhausted that I am asleep before my head hits the pillow. I feel accomplished when I finish crossing off all the items on a list, yet feel a strange and exciting sensation about creating a new one.
My lists are like other women's dogs that they carry around in a purse. I don't go anywhere without mine, and I treasure it like a prized possession. If I misplace it I become become on the verge of going insane, and finding it is like the feeling of when you find your puppy that ran away.
I am efficient because of my lists. Sometimes too efficient, I get things done and then minds are changed, but that's okay - I accomplished something (at least that's what I tell myself). My friends and family put up with me and my insane ways. The other day my husband found my list of items to pack for an upcoming trip. He just smiled and shook his head - he knows.
Compiling, finishing, keeping, and maintaining lists is a HUGE part of who I am. I thought my life was busy before having a child...NEWSFLASH...it's about a thousand times busier! Now my lists are not only for work purposes, but for packing, cleaning, grocery shopping, working out, and planning dinner too (there's more, I just can't think of all of them right now). I put a lot of pressure on myself to get everything done, and get everything done PERFECTLY. Maybe that's why my back is as hard as a rock or why I live on caffeine all day every day? Regardless, it's ME and it's who I AM.
Who are you? What is unique about you? What makes you who you are? Would you change it?