This Is This

There was a lady on the bus this morning, in her mid-twenties, casually dressed, looking at a pad. I glance over and see she is reading a to-do list.

I love to-do lists. I have tons. They have categories. Personal lists, work lists, creative lists. My lists have lists. I am writing this entry in a to-do list.

I know she was reading one because I read it. Yeah, I know, bad thing, I shouldn’t have, blah blah blah zzzzzzz.

Anyway, changing the subject: today is a good day, the traffic wasn’t bad and I’m going away next week to….

What’s that? Excuse me? What was on the list? I knew it. You see, you would have read it to.

The list said this:

To-do List
1. Wash loads of Nick’s shirts.
2. Perhaps start packing.
3. Ask Sarah about JJ’s birthday pressie.

I love number 2. It’s so unassuming it’s almost embarassed to be on the list. She’s obviously a planner, rather than an activist like me who jumps in at the deep end.

My list would look like this:

1. Shirts for Nick.
2. Present for JJ. Talk to Sarah.
3. Pack.

I put pack last because if I should “perhaps think about” it, it can perhaps wait.

I am quite results oriented, but I’m not a type A go-getter. People notice I’ve got before I mention I’m going to get it, if you see what I mean.

But I know a lot of these planners, and they can drive me mad.

“Don’t plug it in!!!”

“Why not?”

“We need to read the manual.”

“Why?”

“I don’t know. But we should read it first and make sure there’s nothing we don’t need to know.”

I am going away soon and someone who has nothing to do with my planning asked me when I was going to pack and what case I was going to use.

I would just say “What are you taking?”

I guess they just like planning. Maybe it’s bad that I don’t. Part of the whole thisisthisness of how I live is:

“What’s happening?”

“What do I need?”

“What do I really need?”

All the rest is emptiness.

Which is where I’m headed for a while. The next post will be on the 22 August of your Earth calender. During that time, I will travel around sun nearly a dozen times. Fact.

Also on This Is This
Them: Would you like insurance?
Me: Why? Are you going to lose it?
Them: We will try not to. But if we do, you will be covered if you take out our insurance.
Me: How likely are you to lose it?
Them: I can not answer that, Sir.
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