So I gave myself a cleaning job chart. It had to be done. Haphazard just wasn't cutting it.
So this is the first week and it has gone well and all, except today I wrote down that I am supposed to scrub the walls. The walls need scrubbing, there is no denying it. But I so don't want to scrub the walls. But my job chart is sitting on the fridge that I just got my milk for my cereal from so I could have my nightly celebrate-the-kids-being-in-bed snack. And now I'm going to have to scrub the walls.
Job charts wanting check marks, they are so darned demanding.
2 comments:
JessicaP, I completely understand your enslavement to a chart, I have the same problem, except I'm a slave to lists. Every morning, at work, I create lists. Lists that tell me things that MUST be done before I can leave for the day. My day is in chaos should I leave before every little item has a line drawn through it. Sigh
I need to be more of a list and chart person like you! I find myself having done more in less time with that little chart as my forwoman.
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