Hypercompendia

I think I’m treating Tinderbox as a software to be learned rather than using it for its purpose, that of organizing notes.  Here’s what I wrote down on today’s list to do (It’s Monday, I feel obligated to write a list):

Laundry
Bills
Graham & Zoee – BD cards & money
Lengthen jeans (I grew!)
Add clarifier to wines
Call: Dr. Ouelette (J)
          Atty. Wall
           Dr. Norberg (S)
Cover couch (this has been here for two years)
Make drapes (this one for five or six)
Paint barn
J’s pc – sound, email, hard drive
Clean cellar for furnace man
Trim bushes
Weed hill garden
Call:  Fran
           Betty
email Ronnie
Ck on IRAs & pension stock distribution
Order chops & supplies

You can see that what started out as a plan for today, became an overambitious plan for the week, and is in truth a plan for the summer and likely into  next spring.  Many of these items have been the lone uncrossed-out task that becomes heavier with guilt as each time it is snuck into a new list.  Sometimes, when I clean off the corner of the table where there’s a stack of "must-do immediately’s" –like this past weekend when friends came for a meal–I find a bunch of old lists while sorting through and tossing out at least half of the "must-do" items–like expired coupons and applications I half-seriously thought about filling in.  Some of these have appeared on each and every list.  Sometimes I find something that’s been forgotten that I really, really want or  should take care of doing.

So I start a less elaborate, a more specific, short  term Tinderbox project besides the slowly growing one that has the higher degree of appeal because it holds my more creative mind.  But this one, I’m sure, will somehow be just as fulfilling and with hope, more actively engaged.