I’m not the only person who puts completed items on the to-do list, strictly for the pleasure of x-ing it off.
Get out of bed.
Holy shit, I have already been so productive…look at me go.
Then there are the snippets I add that are inevitably going to be completed – like eating lunch – to ensure there are even more things to x-off the list, making me feel like a fucking rockstar.
Most of the time when I sit down to make a list, whether it’s a grocery, calls-to-make or the standard to-do list my ambitions get the best of me. I think because I am putting in on paper that the motivation will follow. Except, once I run out of things to add to the list I start having listacle remorse.
Well, shit. What can I get done the quickest?
That’s when I realize I may have been overly ambitious when I put, organize the tote of old pictures and fill all the empty photo albums on my list of things to do in the next hour. After that realization comes and goes, the list turns into a things to get done by the end of the week and it seems a million times more realistic.
The only problem is that I do not ever keep track of the list or make any effort to actually get the shit accomplished. Ugh, my intentions are always good though; at least I know what needs to be done… right?