Out with the To-Do List!

Alright.  I've been pretty busy lately.  Besides being a wife, raising three kids under age 5, working 20 hours a week as a kindergarten teacher, beginning Kindergarten homeschool with Ellie, leading a church with my husband, and running a blog, I recently began selling Pampered Chef to supplement our income for the impending student loan payment (Ben's *almost* done with his master's program-yay!).

I have this love/hate relationship with lists.  I mostly love them.  I use them a lot.  On my days at home (Mondays and Fridays), I've had to limit my "to-do list" to one side of a college ruled/lined sheet of paper.  Yes, you read that correctly.  I've had to limit it to just one sheet.  No, I'm not exaggerating.  It's ridiculous.

I've got most things down to a science in order to accommodate the completion of my long lists.  I can go to Walmart with three kids and shop for our weekly family groceries, Pampered Chef supplies, a church dinner, and be home within 1 hour total.  I'm totally that crazy lady flying down the aisles (insert apology here).

Well, yesterday (Friday), I refused to make a list.  I had some things to do, and I did a couple of them, but I most definitely forgot a few things.  I baked and played with the kids.  I sat and drank a homemade pumpkin spice latte and ate a homemade pumpkin scone.  I forgot things.  We ate leftovers for lunch.  I didn't plan dinner ahead (I let Ben be responsible for dinner that night).  I held my baby boy.  We dug in the mud in the backyard.  We had fun.  The house was a mess (which I quickly cleaned before Ben's arrival home from work).

What did I learn through throwing out my list?  Well, the house didn't burn down.  I felt refreshed.  My kids had fun (I think they always have fun, I just notice it more when I'm actually having fun with them).

I just may yell Out with the To-Do List  more often ;)