Two days of physically checking tasks off of my list has produced the desired effect.
My rhythm is coming back.
I’d gotten out of the habit of making a point to check off the list, so I’d started forgetting (or ignoring) certain tasks, so when I did them, it felt off. I had to drag myself through the motions, resenting it all.
But today, I’m happy to report that even before blog-time, I had completed most of the tasks. When I’m aware, and I know that I’m going to be checking off the list later in the day, it’s much more natural to hang up those jeans immediately instead of throwing them on the floor and talking myself into doing it later.
I need the list. Even for simple things like making sure cabinet doors are closed and bathroom counters are cleared of clutter. It shouldn’t be that way, but it is. I’m a slob . . . remember? These things aren’t natural to me.
Today I:
Closed cabinet doors.
Made bed.
Emptied dishwasher.
Swept kitchen.
Made to-do list consisting of 1.5 ba–jillion phone calls.
Cleaned up kitchen.
Did a focused 5 minute pick-up.
Hung up and put away clothes in master bedroom.
Cleaned bathrooms (Tuesday’s task).
