The list…the list…where is the list…

Sometimes I feel overwhelmed with my floating list of things to do.  But this morning, I wrote down all things I would like to accomplish for November, but some of them I must do.

While the floating list was existing inside my cranium, I felt somewhat anxious, because on top of the regular stuff, the holidays are approaching at the speed of a bullet.  This is so suffocating.  So many things to do, and just thinking about going through security check at the airport makes a southern belle like me get all discombobulated.  I don’t need much happening in my life to feel that way.

I sat and wrote down all my duties for November, 2011.  For some unexplainable reason, I feel more in control.  I can add, I can cross out, edit, etc., etc.

Now all my little neurons can relax and enjoy the journey for this month.  In that way, I can save some space for the unexpected and surprising.  There’s a lot of that stuff floating around my fan.  I already posted to that.

I feel like the cowgirl ridding the burro and having somewhat control over the beast.  Productivity at 7:26 a.m. is unbearable, 100% right now.  Maybe I’ll peak at 8: a.m.

So…it was today…the first day of the eleventh month of the year 2011.   1/1/11.  How nice!

Your Happy Contessa

“Ay, Dios Mio”  Translation – Oh, My God.  Contessa’s favorite expression from the moment she gets up to the moment she goes back to bed.

4 thoughts on “The list…the list…where is the list…

  1. Kadzi

    I’ve always been a compulsive (daily) list-maker. For carbon footprint-reduction purposes, I now make my lists on the backs of the flyers and pieces of junk mail I regularly receive.

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