I made a list of things to do this weekend. I did about half of the tasks today, which is pretty good. If I do at least half of what’s left on the list tomorrow, I’ll consider that to be very good (I never expect to do everything on my list. That would be way too much pressure).
But I think I also ought to make myself a new, special list of things to do when the pandemic is over. If there’s anything this pandemic has shown me, it’s that I ought to do a better job of staying on top of things. You just never know when something will come along and keep you from doing the things you already ought to have done. I was already in desperate need of a haircut when the pandemic started, and now I have the world’s most unruly tangle of hair to manage (and I look a tumbleweed!). Plus, nearly every day I think of something I’d like to do, and then remember that I can’t. It’s frustrating.
When the pandemic is finally over, and if I survive it, I want to go out into the world and do all of the things I ought to have done and all of the things I would have liked to have done. It will be my reward for staying home like a good girl. So I will make a list, and I will call it my Post-Apocalyptic List, which sounds scary, but being “post-apocalypse” is going to be a good thing, and all of the things on my list will be good.
And then I will live happily ever after, right?
A girl can dream.