Things To Be Done
Posted 03-12-08 at 15:55 by Editor
Well any fule can make a list up on their computer. But I’m not gitty enough to take the laptop out for a coffee & ciggy on the back porch. Instead I prefer one of the envelopes from the morning’s post & a pencil from the kitchen drawer of randomness. And so we start. Lists for today. Lists for this week. Lists for the month. Things that must be done, ought to be done, should be done, would be nice if they were done for once. Lists of 4 o’clock in the morning bolt upright & wide awake of worries & concerns. Personal one’s that is. Sometimes we might even prioritise matters, should there be a coloured envelope or bit of paper within. These transform into red/blue/yellow Lists Of Importance & Under No Circumstances are to be taken from My Bit Of The Kitchen. The one where unopened bank statements & Barclaycard bills live. The thinking here is that one’s eye should be caught by the primary colour of a VIL (Very Important List), then the body moves towards to see what remains & maybe, just possibly, the momentum carries over to opening what lies beneath. I can’t report much consistent success with this, but on occasion it works & that’s what counts as good enough. I’m pleased that I don’t actually tag any more detail to what the colour might signify. It’s soothes my OCD tendencies just to know that they are Important & Urgent & have a fighting chance of being attended to.
But the effect of a brightly coloured flash in the corner only sustains interest for so long. A ‘when magpies become bored’ situation. And then more tricksier methods have to called in to play a part. List As a Bookmark is a fine strategy for me personally. That is until I finish the book. Then it might move to a folded up affair tucked into the ciggy packet. With a circled number on the back meaning that’s the amount of ciggies in the pack so I can see how much I’m smoking. Until I finish the pack. Or perhaps on top of the kitchen radio, which is the 2nd thing that gets switched on after the kettle. But that’s not quite foolproof as it’s the lightswitch that comes in 3rd, so, if it’s still dark, another direction for the day is abandoned. Eventually the domestic product placement runs out of reasonable options & we have to embark on Stage 3 for re-sensitisation In The List Making Environment. This involves a closer kind of confrontation, in which the list invades personal space. That is, I stick it in a pocket. The one with the phone in. Then perhaps it elevates to the shirt pocket. Where ciggies live. And then we get to the ultimate-into the wallet in the front pocket of the trousers.
Do you know I’ve never once had to throw a list away? That’s not because I always don’t complete them. Although that it is true; being the primary de facto effect of always losing each & everyone of your lists.
Which is why today is A Bad Day, because I’ve lost a red one that I’ve managed to keep going for 10 days. And it didn’t even make it past the kitchen stage.
Bet if I’d made it a blog this wouldn’t happen.
There was this bloke with a list
One with a bit of a twist
It would stay around for the day
Come the night it would stray
But he’d always twist with a list when pissed
Enuff.
But the effect of a brightly coloured flash in the corner only sustains interest for so long. A ‘when magpies become bored’ situation. And then more tricksier methods have to called in to play a part. List As a Bookmark is a fine strategy for me personally. That is until I finish the book. Then it might move to a folded up affair tucked into the ciggy packet. With a circled number on the back meaning that’s the amount of ciggies in the pack so I can see how much I’m smoking. Until I finish the pack. Or perhaps on top of the kitchen radio, which is the 2nd thing that gets switched on after the kettle. But that’s not quite foolproof as it’s the lightswitch that comes in 3rd, so, if it’s still dark, another direction for the day is abandoned. Eventually the domestic product placement runs out of reasonable options & we have to embark on Stage 3 for re-sensitisation In The List Making Environment. This involves a closer kind of confrontation, in which the list invades personal space. That is, I stick it in a pocket. The one with the phone in. Then perhaps it elevates to the shirt pocket. Where ciggies live. And then we get to the ultimate-into the wallet in the front pocket of the trousers.
Do you know I’ve never once had to throw a list away? That’s not because I always don’t complete them. Although that it is true; being the primary de facto effect of always losing each & everyone of your lists.
Which is why today is A Bad Day, because I’ve lost a red one that I’ve managed to keep going for 10 days. And it didn’t even make it past the kitchen stage.
Bet if I’d made it a blog this wouldn’t happen.
There was this bloke with a list
One with a bit of a twist
It would stay around for the day
Come the night it would stray
But he’d always twist with a list when pissed
Enuff.
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 |  But lists on the computer are just as bad. The computer is always off when you need access to the list or you fiel it in that special location away from the other lists so it would blend in and then you forget where it is or what the file is called! |
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| |  Quite so. By the time you've got to the computer you've forgotten what it was! |
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