When you feel bad that nothing bad is happening to you

Seems like I’m not the only one out there.

When things get busy, I tend to make lists.  Be it on a Post-It, notepad documents, or on Notes on my phone, when there are a lot of things to do, I make lists.  Because one, it keeps me organized and remembering all of the things that I need to do, and two, it feels really nice and accomplishing when you’re able to cross things off, highlight and clear lines of text, or delete a Note.  It makes me feel happy when I knock things off a list and feel a sense of accomplishment.

With Christmas looming, I made a list of things that I needed to do on my car, prior to the holiday.  The oil was long overdue, subsequently the air filter was gross and needed replacement, and my car’s at the age where all the bulbs seem to be burning out one after another.  Pretty much in one 24-hour span, I’ve gotten the oil changed, the air filter changed (myself, saving $20 in exorbitant “labor”), and replaced three burnt-out light bulbs.  For all intents and purposes, I feel very studious and accomplished at my productivity, and should worry less about driving my car anywhere for the next few months.

In fact, on the overall list of things that I needed to do before Christmas, I’ve systematically completed almost 90% of the things originally listed.  “Bathe dog” and “finish X” are the last things left that I’m aware of.  I do feel accomplished, and pretty good that the remaining things are manageable and well within sight.

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