I love lists

There is something so oddly calming to me about creating a to-do list. The bigger the better. Take a gander at the doozy of a list I created for myself this evening.
Now I am the first to admit I am a bit of a neurotic stressball sometimes, and so I think creating to-do lists allow me to make sense of the chaos. I'm also a massive control freak and there is no better feeling than crossing items off your to-do list in a particular bout of productivity. (okay I can thinking of a few things that feel better than that- but get your minds out of the gutter kids!)

So tonight I am spinning my wheels a bit. It's Sunday. Normally I'd have that familiar ache of dread in my stomach knowing the start of a new work week is right around the corner. Tonight? Not so much.

Work is over. I am on the official countdown to London town and it is such a surreal feeling. I started working when I was 14 after being deeply inspired by the Babysitter's Club business ventures and I've been working ever since.


(side note: who didn't LOVE The Babysitter's Club? Kristy was so business savvy and Stacey was such the cool kid. ah the good ole days)

All day I was feeling off. I wasn't quite sure what to do with myself and my head was running a mile a minute. After the gym, I sat down with some ice cream (how do you like that juxtaposition?) and started making my list. What I thought would be only 5 or 10 items ended up being a two page multi-bulleted 25 item to-do list. I may have gone a bit overboard, I'm pretty sure "brush teeth" doesn't need to be on my list, but you know what? I feel a hundred times better now that it is all out on paper...

and this list will stop me from arbitrarily shopping and/or eating out of boredom, so really its a win for everyone.