Checklist Woes

I am in the habit of making check-lists for myself. I write down every single thing I need to get done that day, putting a box before each item, and then I do them.

Correction: I try to do them.

I honestly wish you guys could see my checklists. They are loooong. Someday, when I have less things on my checklist (ha-ha), I'll take a picture and share it with you. Usually, I'll have ten or fifteen things that need to get done, and these aren't ten or fifteen measly little five-minute tasks. These are ten or fifteen 'read half of 1 Kings and one third of Proverbs makes up one single item'' things.

It's a huge stretch for me to get them all done. And I'm not procrastinating (I say as I type on blogger). The only takes I break [I mean breaks I take--seriously, I did not do that on purpose and now I am laughing hysterically as I read it over] are for the sake of my sanity (what's left) and my concentration (what concentration?). Everything else is work-work-work, from one mega task to the next, until it's late at night and it's time for me to construct the checklist for next day.

Actually, I suppose I have it easy. My next door neighbor is my age, my grade, but goes to public school. Evidently, she has ten hours of homework each day. I did a double-take when I first heard it, because that means if she gets home from school at 2:00 and hits the books right away she'll be done at midnight. Yikes. Okay, maybe my checklist ain't so bad.