Lists
All of us have at least a touch of OCD. Mine is manifested by lists – I love making them, following them, and marking them off as I go. Without a list, I’m listless (pun intended) and anxious. How will I know if I’ve forgotten something, without a list? If I have the day off tomorrow, I’ll sleep better tonight if I have a list waiting for me in the morning. Even if the list is nothing but: 1) relax, and 2) write, it helps –a reminder when I wake up that there are no pressing events first thing makes me happy. My happy light goes on when I am able to flip a completed list into the trash. I’m not manic about this, of course. With only one or two items, I won’t start a list. Once I have three, though, life gets sweeter. I have my list.