To do list

No, this time the to-do list is not for Greg. (But I'm going to start working on one for him soon, since we're expecting a visit in ONE MONTH! Woo hoo!!)

This to-do list is for me. My deadline is before Greg returns for good. You also might be interested to know that this is exactly what my to-do list has looked like since LAST APRIL. So, yeah, not much progress in the last TEN MONTHS.

One more thing. I have to complete these items IN ORDER. I cannot move onto #2 until I have completed #1. I have tried to adjust my thinking and rearrange the order, and I have also considered doing the items more or less simultaneously. But then my heart starts racing and darkness squeezes my chest and I want to climb under a blanket and never come out. Please don't ask me to explain it because I can't explain it...but, what the heck, I'll try anyway: "It" is obsessive compulsive tendencies, and I think we all have some. You know, those weird rules we make for ourselves. Heaven forbid I complete my to-do list OUT OF ORDER. The earth would fall out of orbit and we would all crash into the sun and die a fiery death. Better to do NOTHING than to do it OUT OF ORDER. (I'm trying to save the planet here.) Ah, yes, paralyzing perfectionism. (And now you know why my (mom's) house is a mess.)

Here's the list:

1. Finish my Blurb books
2. Finish Mary's baby book
3. Join Facebook

Now, for a few comments on these items.

1. I am one Blurb book down, two to go
2. Item #2 should actually read, "START and finish Mary's baby book"
3. I'm still not super excited about the idea of Facebook. But I realized, oh say, TEN MONTHS ago that being on Facebook is just part of being a responsible, normal human being. Not being on Facebook feels like...not voting...or not flossing my teeth...or not checking my voice mail. It leaves me feeling...irresponsible and slightly uncomfortable. I fancy myself a relatively responsible person...but Facebook is still NUMBER THREE.

I have no intention of updating you all on my progress with this list.

But if we're ever Facebook friends, you'll know Mary has a baby book.