Day off

Last week I realized that if I didn't take some time off between then and tax season, I'd be no good to anyone. So I looked at the calendar and, not counting Thanksgiving & Christmas, because they are work, I could take off: today.

So here I sit at the computer with a comfortable cat in my lap, thinking about what to do and what not to bother with. Today is clean the main floor of the house, go to Goodwill & Habitat stores to see if I can find cute, thoughtful, cheap gifts, cook chili & cornbread, cut my hair.

I have been driving myself crazy with thoughts of things I need to do. I think of them in the shower, driving, while cleaning. These mental to do lists float around and I can't pin them down. I write lists, but then I lose the lists. I have put post-it notes to good use at work, but can't make that work elsewhere.

I bought a sketch pad and some of those new Sharpie pens that don't bleed (black, blue, green, red). I am writing my random to do lists in this book, sort of separated, but not really. My hope is that if I write it down in a safe place (really), I'll be able to move on to actually doing one thing at a time.

I'll let you know how it works for me...