I left the house for the specific purpose of buying cat food.
I returned with a remote control tarantula, night-vision spy binoculars, boys socks, a bag of bows, a sack of oranges and a roll of ribbon.
I got home and was very annoyed by the cats, spooling their way through my legs and trying to throw me down the basement stairs.
Suddenly I remembered what I'd forgotten. I pulled out my shopping list to compare intent to result. It read:
wrapping paper
bows
Sonny had mentioned the oranges on his way out the door.
Earlier today, when the two of us went out shopping together, I actually made a long, detailed list, we stuck to it, and we got a lot done, despite the asskicked state of my immune system (more on that later).
100% perfection is just not a realistic expectation.
I clawed my way through the cupboard and dug out a last can of tuna. I put it on a really nice gold-edged saucer to let them know I really cared.
Then I told Sonny that I'd left the remainder of our master to-do list on his sweater pile, so he wouldn't miss it. We both glanced to the sweater pile...where he'd just put his pants, right on top of the list, totally obscuring it. He pulled out the list...and we'll have to add "cat food" to it...
I returned with a remote control tarantula, night-vision spy binoculars, boys socks, a bag of bows, a sack of oranges and a roll of ribbon.
I got home and was very annoyed by the cats, spooling their way through my legs and trying to throw me down the basement stairs.
Suddenly I remembered what I'd forgotten. I pulled out my shopping list to compare intent to result. It read:
wrapping paper
bows
Sonny had mentioned the oranges on his way out the door.
Earlier today, when the two of us went out shopping together, I actually made a long, detailed list, we stuck to it, and we got a lot done, despite the asskicked state of my immune system (more on that later).
100% perfection is just not a realistic expectation.
I clawed my way through the cupboard and dug out a last can of tuna. I put it on a really nice gold-edged saucer to let them know I really cared.
Then I told Sonny that I'd left the remainder of our master to-do list on his sweater pile, so he wouldn't miss it. We both glanced to the sweater pile...where he'd just put his pants, right on top of the list, totally obscuring it. He pulled out the list...and we'll have to add "cat food" to it...
This is hilarious...because it is too true!!! When I go to the store and my wife tells me that I need to buy X and Y and...then I stop her. If she adds a third item I'll never remember it. "Write it down" I tell her.
ReplyDeleteSomething I learned from "ADD Friendly Ways to Organize Your Life" is that horizontal is bad...vertical is good. Lay something down...it will get buried. So next time...put that list on a door...refrigerator...somewhere where it will be seen and not buried under something else.
Merry Christmas to the Rollins family!
Thanks Jeff, happy holy seasons to you and yours as well!
ReplyDeleteYour HORIZONTAL IS BAD rule is PERFECTION!!!! Sonny agrees...
I love it! This happens to me more often than I care to admit. I also love the horizontal is bad rule. That one will be implemented in my house ASAP! Merry Christmas!!
ReplyDeleteTape list and duplicate on Both sides of toilet seat. Cats thought it Best Idea...You CAN Go There. Vertical id Best there. Horizontal can work too.
ReplyDeleteI'm not sure what this means but I think it qualifies as poetry :)
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