I love love love lists. I know I'm not the only person in the world who feels significantly more accomplished after crossing something off a list, but it does get a little ridiculous sometimes. Normal things make my lists: laundry, grocery items...but also "buy flowers", and "dust that impossibly huge bookshelf". I'm a big fan of sticky notes at work, because then I get to crumple them up and throw them away when I'm done, but for most things, my faithful moleskine serves as the master list. I would have quite a bit of trouble functioning without my calendar, and in celebration of my 2011 one arriving in the mail today (woot!), I thought I'd let the old one have some time in the limelight.
Most weeks it looks something like this:

[In my defense, I don't have trouble remembering to eat. The number of "dinners" there corresponds to work-related dinners because we had a conference this week. Just to clear that up...because that would be weird. Setting alarms for meals,on the other hand, is a totally different matter...]
When I was moving and trying to fit my life in boxes and then disgorge it again it looked more like this:

[More self-defense: "baby powder" seems to feature prominently as something I did not accomplish. My mom uses some of it to neutralize odors in shoes, so I do too. Is that odd? Who cares. It works.]
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