I make lists. I make so many, I could make it a part time job. I enjoy making lists. Sometimes, I'll set aside time in the day to make a list.
Grocery lists. Shopping lists. Call lists. TV lists. To-do lists.
Groceries are a given. But I make my list while watching the Food Network. Every Sunday. I'll get a fresh piece of paper and squat in front of the TV. Watching. Watching about a good hour, 2 shows and if something interests me, I scribble it down. Ingredients facinate me. Not just ingredients for a recipe, but for life and lists. I'll add other food items to the list to make it throught the week and then head to the grocery later in the day. Lately, I've been way too busy to even make a list, let alone go the grocery.
Shopping. I heart it. I have an ongoing list next to my desk at home; in one of my two planners that I carry around everywhere; and one at work. These lists make up the clothing items I really really covet. I may see something online, in public, on a coworker or just thought up and I write it down. It's more like a wish list. More often than not, I forget it when I go shopping and buy items not on the list. Go figure.
I think I am horrible when it comes to talking on the phone to those people I care about but rarely see. They either live out of town, out of state or down the street and I barely get to speak to them. I have a list of who to call, people I have not spoken to in ages.
And yes, I keep a list of what to watch on TV. This is so sad, so I better just keep going to the most obvious list of all...
To-do lists. Each afternoon before I leave work I compile a list of to-do for the next day, so I am prepared. I also have a task list for everyday life.
Lists are my life. I heart lists. I love putting the pen or pencil to paper and mapping out my life and the to-dos in it.