There's a time-management idea about writing down things as they occur to you, so you can get them out of your head and then review them later and I guess order them in terms of timeliness, or however you get shit done.
My brain is a ridiculous whirlwind of about 50 work-related things and 100 wedding-related things, and then stuff like, oh, clean the bathroom before the Board of Health nukes the house from orbit.
So I'm trying to write things down so I can prioritize them later, only as soon as I write down one thing, three more things come to mind. My to-do list is a hydra. No, it's made of Tribbles!
I find making lists really decreases my stress level. When I calm myself down enough to stop and make a list, that is.
Making lists stresses me out, because instead of a vague unsettling feeling that I have Too Much To Do, a list gives me concrete knowledge that I have too much to do.
Making lists stresses me out, because instead of a vague unsettling feeling that I have Too Much To Do, a list gives me concrete knowledge that I have too much to do.
Bingo. My list is fucking hilarious. And I just thought of one more thing to add to it.
I find making lists really decreases my stress level. When I calm myself down enough to stop and make a list, that is.
This. As I remember the same thing over and over, it's a new "gotta remember that!" each time. If I write it down, it's safely remembered and my brain can chill the heck out - at least until the next new thing pops in.
Oh, lord, I love spring, but the changing weather really plays hell with my joints. Ow.
Wow, quiet thread.
My head has been pounding all day, but now, at (early) bedtime, I realize that I missed taking my pills last night, so I'm wondering if it's from missing a dose of AD.
Somewhat relatedly, my in-laws arrive tomorrow to help pack.
Yay and ack. Many feelings at once. It is very kind of them, and I'm sure we'll get a lot done. It's just the thing of having people in my space.
