I've been like this for the longest time, but I think being a mom and working from home intensified it. But trust me, it can easily become an irritating habit. Even J gets irked by it sometimes.
The classic example is my BDJ planner, which I can't live without. But there is more than meets the eye. Within this planner are lists, doodles, and more lists. Here is a couple of them:
I also created a salary logsheet for my only employee, Y's yaya:
Of course, I also follow a schedule to guide us throughout the day. I'm glad our yaya follows suit. Without it, or when the schedule doesn't get followed, I feel that my life for that day is thrown off-balance. This schedule is very detailed and includes all of our major chores. Here's our schedule, if you want to see it:
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| It is detailed. Don't say I didn't warn you! |
And in my phone, a couple of my most favorite apps allow me to create lists. One is EasyNote for random note-taking and list-making, while the other is MoBill, where I can list my bills and payables.
In my future home, I plan to have lots of lists. Would you laugh at me if I say that one of my fantasies would be to frame some of those lists? I can't do that here in my parents' house because my clinically OC dad complains of the dust my lists gather. Really, pa? Really?!
When making lists, I get the satisfaction of knowing that things somehow gets into order. I also get satisfied by the thought that my thoughts are written on paper so I won't forget them. Aside from just making list, I also get immense satisfaction by crossing out the things I've already done. Aaaahhhh.
I also have lists for my dreams, things I want to do, things I want to be in ten years, the websites I plan to visit the next day, the books I intend to read, grocery lists, needs-list, wants-list... You get the idea.
How about you? Any other self-confessed OC or list-addicts out there?
