Lists - an unnecessary evil!

I hate lists. I mean, really, really hate them. My husband lives by them. I've seen him running around lost for several days because he misplaced the list he carries around in his right pants pocket. That list is his entire life.

Part of his reason for lists is that he is, in his words, "a Windows" person. He disparagingly calls me "a DOS" person, because I prefer to do one thing at a time. He multi-tasks.

In still other words, I manage to accomplish something. He uses his ADD tendencies to begin things, and then move on to the next thing. (Obviously those are my words.)

The closest I come to a list is on my computer. I have this really cool desktop calendar software that I love. It keeps my life right in front of my eyes. And for things that don't go on my calendar, I have virtual post-it notes.

Simple, and nothing to accidentally put through the washer. And as an added bonus, I don't have to cross anything off of a list when it's done... I can just delete it! (I really hate crossing things off of lists... it's my form of rebellion against my husband who likes to make lists of things for ME to do, not just for himself.)

So, with all of that as the preface, I have to admit something. I've been making a list lately. (Checking it more than twice, too!)

With the bathroom project well underway, I want to avoid another all-nighter. I've scheduled various people to come and do their part (such as the cabinet installer, who comes next Wednesday). In between now and then, we needed to get everything ready for him AND take our very brief summer vacation (a long weekend, but with our schedule this year, that's the best we could do.)

So I resigned myself to making a list of everything that needed to get done before he can install the cabinets. I sequenced it by what needs to be done when. I double-checked that I didn't miss anything. I re-wrote it, because by the time I modified it multiple times, I could no longer read it.

And by the time I got all of that done, everything was totally embedded in my brain. So I could ignore the list, which made me very, very happy.

And now, I'm off to put a second coat of paint on the ceiling, before I go to work. That way it'll be dry when I get home, so I can paint the walls. And that leaves tomorrow for the wallpapering and floorcoverings.

See? I told you I didn't need that list!