It’s how I live. I make lists. It clears my mind… when I do it right. Today I did it right. I began lists for tomorrow through next Monday. Not too much on each day. I have a list of long term (with in the next couple of weeks) things that would really help me out with life here. I made a list of ongoing things that I want to remember, like to play my flute or sew. You might be surprised how hard it is to remember normal things when our situation in life is newly in a foreign country. I made a list of menu options, things I think I might really be able to make with the ingredients I’ve found around here. I was having such a good time that I made a wish list, things that I dream of taking back to the states with me, such as a porcelain vase, a Persian rug, silk from the fabric market. I was very relaxed afterward.
When Greg got home and we were discussing our day, I told him about making the lists. I even confessed to the wish list. He smiled his wonderful smile at me and said, “Don’t get your lists mixed up.”
