I like lists. I typically have about 3 or 4 going at once. It’s nuts. Most of them are grocery or to-do lists. Heck, I have a list of every DVD I own. It’s not a bad thing; it’s just part of my OCD nature. I haven’t let it get too extreme though (yet). I have a feeling that it will get very obsessive eventually.
Currently, I have a list of house cleaning that I want to accomplish this weekend while my husband is visiting his mom. Don’t laugh, it’s the only time my house will be spotless for a few short hours. But it will get done (hopefully). My house isn’t a complete disaster; it just needs to be better and the crap needs to be disposed of (mostly magazines and random mail). I don’t have the energy to clean the house when I get home from work at 10pm.
I also have a list of a project that I’ve been toying with for some time now. Details to come later on that. It’s in a “hush” status right now.
Now, my third list contains music. Whenever I hear a song I like at work, I add it to a list of music that I want to download eventually. I don’t buy CDs anymore; it just isn’t worth it anymore to accumulate physical items. I don’t have the storage space for more things as it is. Same goes for books. I have a list of those going too. I’m a bit of a voracious reader (hey, Rob! I finally used “voracious” correctly!)
Today’s list looks more like a schedule! Wake up, workout, take care of special customer at TMW, come home and shower etc., and then actually go to work.
Yes, my love of lists in a nutshell.