Its just another list...

I love making lists. And this shouldn’t come to much of a surprise because most girls/women whatever we call ourselves make lists. Its weather we actually make the lists, keep the lists and then cross off anything on the lists that’s my issue. Yes I always try to be organised, I try to have my life in order and I try to make everything as simple as possible. Notice the word try in there a lot? Well that’s because it never really happens… whenever I am asked to describe myself I always try and say organised, I mean I am at times! It’s just when it comes to completing my lists that’s what I find difficult. I mean its just right now that I am staring at page after page of unfinished lists. And the amount of smalls bits of paper with half written lists on all around my room you would find quite obsessive…

ð       Food shopping

ð       Print off assignment

ð       Fill in diary

ð       Tidy up

ð       Read books

ð       Return books to library

ð        FINISH EVERYTHING ON A LIST!!!! …

And the list continues. I mean it’s not even like they are that long, maybe I like the idea of an unfinished list? Its like my life is never complete and I always have something to do? Haven’t really looked at it like that before?

Life is after all about achieving things and I guess I like the idea that I have never quite achieved everything yet. Even if that does mean I haven’t printed out photos from a night out, or tidied the flat up.

I have and probably always will be know as the organised one, organised in life yes, I make the plans I arrange the meetings, I book the holidays but never can I quite finish and tick or cross out whatever I prefer on that day the whole of one list … oh well…

Time for me to make another one… im sure there is enough to put on a scrap on paper…