i have so many of them
generally i forget where the list is that i made so i have to make a new one…but then i can’t remember what was on that list so it’s hard to make a new one… when i get the new one made well it’s an entirely different list than the first one that i lost… and then when i inevitably find the first one, oh man… so many things i forgot to add to the second one… crap… (confused yet?)
so with first list in hand i sit down to take care of this deed- the creation of a new list that combines list one and list two… shit, where’s the second list? my word…. ok, well i tell myself “self, let’s do this… you can surely remember what was on the second list and join it with the first list” so now i combine the first list and what i think was on the second list because i’m certain i can remember what’s on the second list that i cannot find….
(obviously i learned nothing from the first lost list morphing into the second list creation and have ended up with yet another list to lose)
so now there is a third list… which in reality, is only an extension of the first list on a different piece of paper… or cardboard… or the table top…since i couldn’t really find the second list and only hope that i remembered the items on the second list…ha!
three freakin lists… and they are all different… oh well… (and this is just at home… don’t even get me started about work lists)
when i finally get around to wanting to take care of some items on the list (which list)... the long edition of the first list naturally… hell, where is that freakin’ list? oh but here is the second list! i’ll just work on that one… but wait, i remember some things i put on the newer longer version of the first list, which is actually the third list…
until i find that other list… or 4 – those are the ones i forgot i even made and try to combine the lost lists again into bigger better and more comprehensive lists of things that i may or may not ever get done
after all this convoluted list making, i think i end up with most things done that i wanted to achieve…and when i lose that last shiny marble that i’m so desperately hanging on to, or when i’m just plain ol gone, someone is going to find a whole jumble of lists that will make any mangled brain proud! if that person happens to be you, make sure you check every pocket in every piece of clothing, every purse, wallet, cubby, drawer, under all mats, inside books… you just never know where the lists might be lurking
(there may be a craft project/art journal/something fun to be made with all the lost lists)
gotta love a mangled brain 🙂