I know I am too busy. I do. And the moment things slow down, I promise to take a hard look at my life and cut some things out.
In the meantime, I will make lists.
I'm not going to bore you with all the details of the things I need to do this week -- finishing one job and preparing for another, revising an essay, judging a writing contest, doing several radio interviews, starting the homeschool year with new curriculum, finally getting to the post office to mail my mother's birthday present. . . .
Oh wait, I wound up listing all the details anyway. Sorry about that. Lists are something of a habit with me, and it's hard to shut it down.
A few years ago I discovered my diary from when I was eleven years old. Amidst the embarrassment of reading about all my various crushes (was I really that boy-crazy?), I was amused to discover a number of to-do lists. Apparently even in the sixth grade I realized the value of breaking tasks down into little steps. That skill remains a life-saver today.
I've tried a couple of different iPhone programs for my to-do lists, but wound up reverting back to the old standby of scrawled memos on post-it notes. It bugged me that in the computer programs, once I had accomplished a task it would simply disappear. I get a ridiculous amount of satisfaction from crossing something off with a flourish, so to see those completed tasks vanish into the ether felt strangely anticlimactic. (I have also been known to start my list by writing down and crossing off a couple of tasks I've already accomplished, which is idiotic but oddly satisfying.)
So as we near the end of our month of gratitude, I submit to you the simple list. It remains the single-best time management skill in my arsenal, beating out even the kitchen timer in its organizational prowess. I'd be lost without it.
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