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Schm-organizing

Tuesday, January 29, 2008

With big events coming soon (and not soon enough-- it depends on the mood), D & I have been on a "let's get sh*t done" mode.

We started with creating Weekly To Do Lists. After printing 25 copies of a template from Werd (spelling intentional) 2007 and mounting a small bulletin board on the wall between the living room and kitchen, we set out on our quest. The list is (gasp) is handwritten, allowing us the liberty to add and check off completed tasks quickly. Though I am normally all for technology, I find that having visual cues like this list has helped keep both of us task-oriented.

For me, I've require a little bit more than just this sheet. I need to be told what my day has in store for me, be reminded, be given lists to make sure I don't forget anything at the store. And to solve my dilemma, I got a digital personal assistant, Sandy (iwantsandy.com). I use her religiously with my email-capable phone. It's changed my life... sort of.

So far, D's been beating me at checking off things. And they're big things too. I should be grateful, rather than competitive. After all, at least he does more than just sit on his ass on the computer all night like yours truly. Omigawd, I've become exactly what I abhor...at least because that is what my body is limiting me to in this state.