Things I Need To Do

I've admitted it before, but I'll do it again.  I like to make lists.  I write things down.  Thoughts, ideas, feelings, emotions...tons of stuff, and I have - at current count - six different books that I write them in.

There is one I use at work.  It mostly has work stuff in it.  Work-related tasks, ideas, reminders, etc.

There are two in my purse.  One is almost full, and one is empty.  I don't want to get caught without a place to write stuff.  These can hold sermon notes, songs and lyrics I like, shopping lists, ideas of any sort...a random thought, or feeling.

Two are in my office at home.  One is almost full of stuff I've written down over the past year.  I don't like that book.  It's a big one, and it has a lot of hurt in it.  I don't know what to do with it.  The other one is a little one that's full that I've recently taken out of my purse.  It has mostly sermon notes in it.

There's one by the side of my bed.  It's new.  It's empty.  I keep thinking I'm not going to write in that one until I have good and happy things to put into it.  I look at it a lot.  But I haven't written in it.  

I'm sitting on my couch right now, and there are so many things I need to do.  I need to mow the yard.  There are dirty dishes in the sink.  G needs to be tucked in for the night.  I need to do school work.  My car needs an oil change.  And sitting here, I know that all I'm going to do tonight is tuck G in and get back on the couch.

I'm taking the day off tomorrow.  Maybe I'll get some of those other things done then.