I’m at that age where I take a list to the doctor—not just a list in my head but a real bit of paper. Yes, I’m at that age where I need reminding. I certainly don’t want to walk out having forgotten to ask about shingles or obtained a new prescription in the wake of the actual instigating issue. I’m sure doctors sigh, or roll their eyes, when they see a list. They probably settle back in their chair for a longer-than-five-minute appointment. I’ve always meant to take in a really long bit of paper and unroll it with great pomp, as a joke, but …. new doctor. Still sussing her out.
But of course, most of you will know a list is my comfort zone! I have many lists—I won’t list them all (haha)—but they all relate to different time-frames, locations and urgency. Often things get moved from list to list as they change status or don’t get done when planned—I tell you, it’s a very scientific process that has taken some time to perfect. Don’t laugh. I’m an organisational dynamo. Haha!
(You will be amused to know that, between paragraphs, I glanced at my list and there was a job in the café (other than writing) that I’d forgotten. Now completed! Yay! Ah, the power!)
And the best thing, of course, is the crossing out. And the worst thing is doing something and finding it wasn’t on the list. Go on, fess-up; I’m not the only one who retrospectively adds a task just for crossing off purposes!
Anyway, the list says doctor (in the ‘outside the home’ column, of course) so I’d better slavishly obey.
Until later,
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Kirsten
Everyday Thoughts of an Artist 
Oh Kirsten, you have just described my secret life as a list writers! I adore pulling that big black line across an accomplished task. And I share your disappointment at doing something that’s not on the list. I cheat and put it on the list then cross it off. Just like Meals on Wheels, lists are thoughts on wheels, ensuring that we of a certain age don’t go without.
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