Yet another thing I’ve never been good at
I have fallen absolutely head-over-heels in love with to-do lists. There’s a nice big one sitting out on my dining room table right now, in fact. It’s a standard letter sized sheet broken up into two columns, and it’s almost full of things that I either need to do before the end of break, or I have already done. The tasks that cover it range from remarkable to mundane, from steps that will help solidify my future as a physicist to menial tasks like folding the laundry. So much potential! So many exciting things to do! And most importantly of all, so many things to cross off!
Lets be honest with ourselves here: nobody really cares about to-do lists themselves. It’s just the sense of accomplishment you get when you check something off of them. For me, it’s the knowledge that each time my red pen scratches out a line I am one step closer to not having anything to do. The sad reality of it all is - of course - that to-do lists invariably get filled up faster than they get checked off, so I probably won’t hit that blissful euphoria of nothingness until I’m curled up in my coffin, but insurmountable odds have never stopped me in the past and why should they start now? I mean hey, I ended up getting an A in that Fluids class, didn’t I?
I did, by the way.
Anyway, my to-do list is currently filled up with a number of fantastic little tidbits. On the docket for tomorrow is to meet with my professors, work on my thesis, put the next coat of paint on the sign blanks, buy some software for mi padre, and try to convince myself not to spend a ton of my money here. (I mean, come on?! How can you resist that? 649.95 for an Original Series Phaser? They’re practically giving them away!) After I get all of that done (and let’s face it, I’m going to fail miserably at the last one) I’ve got to buy an air mattress for this weekend’s trip to DC and figure out how to blog. Seriously Internet, I have no idea what you want, and since you got that restraining order it’s made it really hard for me to ask.
I suppose I’ll have to do some soul-searching. Needless to say, if that’s on my list, then there goes any chance I had of getting to that wonderful blissful state of nothing is gone forever.
*tear*
