Thought I was ready, but I can’t find my list
Several years ago, I kept all my activities cataloged in my brain. I was a multi-tasker and zoomed through activities with energy to spare. I snubbed making lists because they were time consuming and there wasn’t a pen and pad handy. My how things have changed.
I have decided that as a retired person, I now have time to make lists. I have a pen and pad handy so I can jot down things when they come to mind. There is a list of locations, that is places that I need to go. Post Office, Store, beauty shop, etc. Then I have to make a list of things that have to be done at those places because there are things that have to be taken. Ah yes, letters and boxes must be put in the car if they are to make it to their final destination. Then those darn cloth grocery bags. You get the picture.
What happens when a list goes missing? Now what do you do? My sister had a list of dishes to fix for a meal. She went to the store and purchased the ingredients . Then horror of all horrors, she got home and couldn’t find the “what to do next list”. Poor thing, I couldn’t help her because I was trying to find the list I had started for my shopping — hampered only by the fact that we are 1800 miles apart. The only thing we could do was laugh. Might as well, it felt good to laugh and cuss the fact that we are dependent on those darn lists.
But on the positive side, it ‘s a great feeling to wad up a list and toss it in the trash. OH the power. A one handed toss and success is sealed. The euphoric feeling lasts until my husband asks if I got some certain thing. Was it on the List? No, I’ll