It's getting out of control. It owns me. It's my to-do list. It is seriously ridiculous. Apparently I can't remember to do daily functions without writing it down. For example, this morning, I actually wrote down "Trim Fingernails" on my list...that is a box I cannot wait to check off. And yesterday, just before doing some exercise, I wrote "Do exercise" just so I could fill in a box. It's a disease. My gas gauge in my car isn't enough to tell me that my gas is low, now I have it written on my 3x5 notecard to let me know that I do, indeed, need to get gas.
And then there are these cryptic items that I no longer know what to make of them....such as "Jacket". What does that mean? Did I leave my jacket somewhere? What's wrong with my jacket? It's 80 degrees here, I don't even need a jacket. Or did I mean "Jackel"? Did I want to buy a jackel? Should I read about jackels? And why would I misspell "jackal", anyway? Or my favorite entry on my to-do list that never seems to get checked off: "clean". Which is second only to "read". Oh, here's a new one "burn to-do list". Well, at least I can check off "Write blog entry about to-do list". Sweet, I feel much better already.
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