The To Do list. You’ve seen all versions of this list–hanging from the fridge by a magnet, an eye-catching long and skinny tablet. To Do lists have even become high-tech apps, audibly reminding you as you pull out of the parking lot after work that, “You need to buy diapers on the way home.”
Well, none of those are right for me. I carry a college-lined notebook in my purse and I’ve filled page after page with things that must be done. If it’s something that must be done immediately, I underline, box, or circle the entry.
So far, I don’t need to write in the things that are daily occurrences like taking the kids to sports practice or brushing my teeth. Those events are such a part of daily life they are done automatically. The entries in my current list include such items as “Pick up scholarship forms from the high school,” and “Call the vet about shots for the cat.”
Invariably I remember something I need to do at the most inconvenient time. During church I remembered I need to send a get well card to a friend. Notebook was handy, so I wrote it down. Driving to visit my folks I remembered I need to call someone about hauling away our dead washing machine. Notebook was handy, but I was driving. No worries–at the first stop light, I wrote it down!
The time I seem to do the most thinking about what needs to be done is in those five between when my head hits the pillow and when I fall asleep. Woe is me if there isn’t a pad of paper and a pencil on my night stand. My husband has learned to stay asleep through repeated “lights on, lights off” incidents.
The most satisfaction I get from that To Do notebook is drawing a line through an entry. It’s done! Woohoo! Things like “Buy toilet paper TODAY!” and “Finish writing deadline” are scratched off and I have that feeling of accomplishment. Until the next time we run out of TP anyway. And looking back through pages and pages of To Dos which turned into done gives me a warm and fuzzy feeling inside.