A List of Lists

Lists I currently have somewhere in or on my desk/purse/fridge/phone/Google Drive, in no particular order:

  • a work list of things I should do today, things I should do before the end of the semester (December 7th), and things I should do during intersession
  • a Thanksgiving checklist that includes what I still have to buy, what I have to make, and what I’m going to wear
  • a Christmas checklist that includes important dates, gift ideas, and shopping lists (this one will eventually have lists of what I’m going to wear to various things, too, but I’m not quite list-crazy enough to plan my outfits a month in advance (yet))
  • a list of things I need to do for my classes before the end of the semester
  • a list of classes I still need to take for the MLIS program and the semesters I am hoping to take them in
  • a list of bills I need to pay
  • a list of wardrobe pieces I would like to acquire as my discretionary funds permit
  • a list of non-necessity purchases made this month so I know how my discretionary funds are doing
  • a list of kitchen equipment I could use to make cool, fancy things if I remembered to spend my discretionary funds on them and not new clothes and eating out (but I like new clothes and eating out)
  • an ongoing list of kitchen staples I have run out of
  • a general to-do list of things that don’t fit on any of my other lists
  • a list in the “Reminders” app on my phone that contains the most important and/or time-sensitive things from all the lists so that I will be reminded of them whenever I compulsively fiddle with my phone

I am both a person who enjoys being organized and productive, and a person who can be very lazy if I let myself. Having determined, after 27 years of this, that I am not likely to wake up tomorrow as a person whoisn’t going to be very lazy if I let myself, I try to keep myself on my toes while there’s stuff to be done and enjoy the time I get to be lazy afterward. Hence: lists.

I’m going to spend a lot of time over the next few weeks complaining about how much stuff I have to do, but I’d be lying if I said I don’t enjoy it.

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