I make lists. I loooooove to make lists. I’m told it has something to do with my ADHD and anxiety in that I feel like I have some control over my hectic life when I make a list. The problem with this theory? My lists are generally useless. I decided this morning that in order to feel more accomplished and give myself an ego-boost or sumthin like that I was going to make a more realistic list of things I might actually DO.
Here is what my “I-am-in-control-of-everything” list looked like;
- Call Princess Punk’s endocrinologist and make a follow up appointment
- Call physical therapy and schedule therapy sessions during lunch times for the next three weeks
- Clip grocery coupons
- Plan menu for the week, strategically using couponed items and items already in the fridge/freezer/pantry
- Go grocery shopping for items on menu
- Catch up on laundry
- Sort through clean clothes and pack up summer clothes to prepare for interminable Vermont winter.
- Cook several casseroles or quiches in order to have a hot lunch while at work during the week.
- Go to work and do a fantastic job, impress everyone and get a raise (HAHAHA, Woooooo…. ok, even on my “ideal” list I know that isn’t gonna happen)
- Get a full night’s sleep, wake up refreshed, have a good, home-cooked breakfast and get to work on time.
And my “Reality” list;
- Stop at endocrinologist’s office on the way home from obstetrician appointment and beg for an appointment that is not 3 months out and at 11am on a school day.
- Forget about physical therapist until it has been long enough that I have to go back to my PCP and get another referral.
- Realize that I completely slept through Sunday and my opportunity to grab the newspaper that has the coupon section
- Go to Costco with my mom to get some essentials, get home with several hundred dollars worth of bulk meat, toilet paper and batteries then realize we are out of milk
- Stop at the grocery store on the way home from work 3-4 nights this week since although our freezer is full of various meat choices, I consistently forget to take things out to defrost so they can actually be cooked and eaten
- Stare at laundry pile and weep silently
- Sort through dirty laundry and wash enough underwear, socks and work/school clothes to make it through the next 5 days
- Cook dinner at least 3 times during the week while simultaneously screaming at the Princess to do her homework and slamming dishes around the kitchen because I never have the ingredients I need
- Eat lunch at work of baloney sandwich, buy lunch or sit at desk absent-mindedly eating Chex mix until I feel ill
- Get 3 hours of sleep, hit the snooze button 3 times and stop at McDonalds on the way to work making sure I am at least 10 minutes late
That’s better. Much more realistic. Also much more depressing. Damn.