Sunday night hubby and I made a joint "To Do" list. Some things he had to do, some things I had to do and some things either one of us can do. We filled up an entire "To Do" sheet of paper. Yesterday morning I was feeling really motivated and I got a lot done. Or so I had thought. When I eagerly went to cross off what I had accomplished, I realized it had only been two items. On top of which I realized there were some things I had forgotten to put on the list. So really, I had simply made room for more things to do.
Generally, if you ask me how I feel about "To Do" lists, I'd say I like them. Just writing them down makes me feel like I'm doing something productive. And then the feeling of crossing things off and especially crossing off the last item is worth cherishing.
But I look at the list on the fridge and it makes me want to crawl underneath the covers and hide.
How can a simple piece of paper render someone almost catatonic??
Yesterday one of hubby's friends came over to help install a ceiling fan in our bedroom. Afterward he noticed that we were keeping our dining room fixture up with some duct tape (well not all of it, just the 'cap'). So he helped install that properly. Part of me was so happy that these things were finally done. But another part of me felt like it was just one among many many things to do. It was done but there are still a kajillion other things to do!
How do you bring the positive back? How do you reclaim a sense accomplishment?
Tell me about it! Even with a list, it's hard NOT to get overwhelmed. Most days, I just try to take things one step at a time and I try to be happy when even the littlest things get done. It's a great feeling.
ReplyDeleteI think it's called home ownership. I'm all for to-do lists I can accomplish, but having a house is a never-ending to-do list!
ReplyDeleteBahahah, sooo true!
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