I set out this weekend to be a WARRIOR. To finish my “two do” list – to scribble things out so hard that you’d see it 4 sheets later…I owned that task. Quick background: in my book it is a “two” vs. “to” do list because where there is one list – there’s usually two.
All that I really succeeded in this weekend was STARTING tasks. I’m not kidding. My laundry, while folded, is sitting on TOP of my dresser rather than in it. My normal psycho-retentive self was a scattered-hot-mess. Ever have weekends like those? I don’t think I could have rubbed two thoughts together if I tried.