I've written (many a time) about my love for lists. I have notepads and spiral notebooks and sticky notes galore. I love a list. I have pages and pages of them. And really, I need them...at home, at work, in the car. My memory isn't what it once was so if I want to remember it? I need to write it down.
I mentioned at the beginning of my time off for summer break that I had written a list of things I wanted to get done before I went back to school. No. Scratch that. I didn't just want to get them done. I was demanding that I got them done.
Well this darn to-do list became the bane of my existence. Because of the list (albeit well intended, and much needed) I got stuck and ended up not doing a dang thing! Time was ticking by and I wasn't making any progress. I hadn't checked off one single thing as "done". And I gotta say, it was getting me down.
Finally, I decided to ditch the list. Yep. That's right. I ditched the list.
And would you believe that as soon as I ditched it I started getting stuff done? Yep. I sure did.
Did I get everything done? Nope. But I got the big ones done. And that makes me happy.
Not to mention...I still have a week and a half left. This summer break isn't over yet!