list – noun
a series of names or other items written or printed together in a meaningful grouping or sequence so as to constitute a record.
It’s a semi-tradition at the start of each holiday to write myself a list. I have a secret fascination with a line up of of good old fashioned dot points.
- When first inspired I’ll type the list
- When it comes to using the list I’ll generally rewrite it out by hand
- One of my greatest stationary finds of all time was two tall skinny notebooks ideal for list keeping.
- My mum writes lists of words starting with the same letter or sound to entertain – herself. I don’t really have to wonder where I got the habit from.
- I used to and still enjoy finding things that I can categorise, so that I can start and restart lists
- I find immense satisfaction (more than I’ll ever let on) about crossing something off a list
- I’ve been known to add something to my list just so I can cross it off
- Lists help me to accomplish tasks
- I spent a very large percentage of time keeping lists of ‘what to study, when’ in Year 12 and used them to great effect, my study habits have never been as good as when I had this first class system.
- I always regret not writing a ‘to do on my holiday list’ during the non-holiday period
- Lists help me to remember
- I love lists and I fully understand that dot pointing all this stuff is an incredibly daggy and pathetic way to prove a point.
So my holiday list is at a decent length already. Some is time bound, cost bound, necessary, hopeful, maybe… I’ll refine it as I go.
I can now successfully cry about calling up the Department of Justice Speeding Fine information line to request that they fine me again. (Don’t ask how, but I lost the paper before I could pay up). My only consolation is that I can
cross something out on my list of things to do..
…and for those who have been on my back for months about booking a physio appointment, fear not! It is on my list.