The whole list thing got completely away from me. This is what happens when you sit in front a keyboard and let your fingers meander around.
But not today.
Or at least I hope not. I meant to get into the satisfying bit about lists. But somehow, between a couple of incoming phone calls, more than one cup of coffee and a really interesting snippet of info on Pinterest, followed by the nagging aroma of something chocolate baking in the kitchen, need I say more?
But today I plow onward into Crossing Items off the List. ‘Cause that’s what’s make the thing addictive. When I get something accomplished, crossing it off of the list means I did that one thing at least.
May not be world peace but clearing a space on the floor beside my desk makes me peaceful. Knowing my socks don’t stick to the kitchen floor, lovely. Laundry folded and put away says I can finally sit in my chair, drink my tea and luxuriate in the stillness. And holding that finished manuscript in my hand, terrifyingly exciting.
Posting a blog entry ahead of time and hitting save, then publish.
I did it.
Anything and everything I meant to do. It is done. For the moment.
Thus the heavens and the earth were finished, and all the host of them. Genesis 2:1
That’s what I’m talkin’ about.
