I am a list-maker.
Perhaps even a compulsive one.
Witness how many of my blog entries have a bulleted list as part of the text.
And as I write, on the kitchen table beside me are seven lists.
Perhaps I need a list of lists?
Just this weekend:
- Cooking plans
- To-do
- To purchase at Rogers Produce
- To purchase at Menards
- To purchase at Costco
- For the handyman to bid on
- To purchase at the grocery store

I make lists because I know myself, and I know I will forget.
I also send emails to myself when list-making is not feasible, to remind me what to put on the list.
