There is nothing I find quite as satisfying as making a good To Do List and then checking things off. I do love the lists.
I make To Do Lists, Shopping Lists, Pros and Cons Lists, Project Lists, all sorts of lists. The problem is keeping up with the lists.
I used to send Mr. Big Ed emails that had To Do Lists because he would "forget" to do things for months on end. He seemed to appreciate that until one day he tired of that little reminder and it no longer worked. So I would send him an email with the subject line "Not a To Do List". That worked just a couple of times and then he caught on to that. He's clever that way. Heh! Now? It doesn't seem to matter what method I employ of reminding him, it is just not going to happen. And since I do not want to be known as a nag, and I never applied for the job of Official Family Reminder, I just live with things the way they are or I suck it up and just hire someone else to do it. I think you could say that Mr. Big Ed does not get along well with tasks on his To Do List. : )
I am currently making a big Project List. I think spring fever has attached itself to the cedar fever that I already have. Why else would anyone lay in bed thinking of all the projects that need listing? But that is exactly what I have been doing. I need to keep a list-pad in the nightstand drawer so I can write things down right then and get them out of my head. As a matter of fact, I should just keep a list-pad in my pocket to write things down all the time!
It's Sunday and you know what that means . . . . .
It's time to read the obits with Patty Cakes!
I am off to make myself a big cuppa and get the newspaper and give Miss Patty Cakes a call. I will be sure to let you know of any exciting developments or great names or eulogies tomorrow. Enjoy your Sunday however you choose.
Chris does not like being reminded of anything... I generally accept being a nag because I tend to shout out a reminder as often as I forget about something (which is often because I have a terrible memory), and he always claims to not have forgotten about it. Except for the other day when I asked him (nicely) in the morning to please get dog food because we were completely out. I did not remind him at all during the day because that would seem excessive. When I got home... was there dog food? no. And then I got in trouble for reminding him to get it the next day. *sigh* what were we talking about? oh, right... lists. I love lists!
ReplyDeleteLists don't work for me. I need to do what I'm thinking about . . . not write it down to think about doing it later. Took me years and years to get to this point, but it works. I worked on a major project yesterday and got everything done that I can until Jon gets home from a business trip to put it all together in his own fashion (but that's another topic!). The only lists I make are of the grocery variety . . . . . can't wait to hear about the obits!
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