I’m very good at making lists.

I make lists telling me what housework needs to be done, what I need to buy at the grocery store, what we could possibly sell at a garage sale, and more recently, a list of all the things I need to go through before we move.

Yep, I can be the Queen of Lists.
That doesn’t mean I actually follow them.

My house is a mess, I haven’t even gone to the grocery store, all the potential garage sale items are still in the garage or in boxes in closets, and we’ll probably haul away tons of crap we don’t need when we move.

But I have the lists.
I take great care in creating my lists.
I may not use them, but dammit, I have them.

When I die, I want my tombstone to remember them. Hey! Dying wasn’t on the list!


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