I am a chronic list-maker. Every morning (or night, before I go to bed) I make a list of all the things I'd like to have done at the end of the day. It's usually pretty ridiculously long and contains a lot of items that even I know won't get checked off by the end of the week, let alone the end of the day. But I make lists anyways. Bonus points if the lists are on pretty paper. And then I get a nice healthy dose of defeat when I realize that the day is done and maybe one or two things have been checked off my list. So I take the list from my previous day, re-write if for the following day, add a few more items and doze off with the goal to finish my entire list. Repeat scenario.
So, guess what? I'm going to start making my list during the course of my day. It will be my reality check list.
Here's mine so far for today:
Change the sheets on Cash's bed (because he wet it. again.) Check!
Bathe the kids because while I was putting said sheets into the washer, they were playing a game called "Wipe your jam-covered toast in your hair". Check!
Clean up 11 (yes, ELEVEN) eggs off the kitchen floor. Check!
Re-plant the pot of herbs that Oscar ripped out. Check!
Clean up the powdered cheese from a box of mac 'n' cheese that Cash was trying to "help" me make for lunch (powdered cheese has a way of floating through the air and coating everything in orange). Check!
Now, if I can just get Maggie out the door to school, and the boys down for naps, I could have a good solid hour and a half to work on my other list:
Clean the bathrooms
Vacuum entire house
Make a batch of home made yogurt
Write and mail Mother's Day cards
Clean out and wash the car
Wipe out kitchen cupboards/drawers
Sew quilt for Maggie's bed
Make new pillow covers for couch throw pillows
And that doesn't even start to touch my "Life Goals" list, which includes lofty aspirations such as:
Learn a second language
Run a half marathon
Write/Illustrate a children's book
Learn to play the guitar or harp (or both!)
Go on a Humanitarian vacation
Sheesh, thinking about all that makes me tired. Maybe I'll go take a nap, myself... I can make a new list for tomorrow- I have an awful lot of pretty paper.