I am a master of bulleted lists. My last boss and co-workers totally agreed. Charlie, my writing partner, also concurs. So do my children — and everyone else who has ever worked or lived with me.
Some would call me the Bullet Queen. That works for me. It’s how my brain works. It’s how I organize my life.
My lists work best on graph paper — it keeps the bullets aligned. I was totally excited when I discovered graph-paper sticky notes at Office Depot. I bought an entire stack. In addition, I have a sticky note dispenser on my desk, one on the kitchen counter, and another by the bathroom sink. These notes contain their own bulleted lists, lest I forget anything I need to do. On my desk, the repository for most of my lists, sticky notes pile upon sticky notes. A few migrate to my car’s dashboard.
Yes, I admit it, I’m an inveterate list-maker.
Recently I was re-introduced to the sticky note feature on my computer. I had known about it years ago, but it had somehow slipped into oblivion. Another moment of great excitement! I immediately filled my screen with varied note colors, and added a title to each one: Now, Christmas, Oregon trip, Writing, Garden, Movies. Then I took the pile of sticky notes on my desk and transferred the information to my screen. Awesome. Totally awesome!! I created my own bullets so the lists worked for me. I can add and delete items without ever rewriting anything.
Everything I need to remember or do or plan is all on my screen, organized in a way that works for me. Life feels so much simpler — and my desk is clear.
My questions for this Tuesday are . . .
What small things are a hassle in your life?
What can you do to eliminate the hassle, to make your life easier?
Sometimes the solution is as simple as a new app, a new feature, a new tool, that will improve your life. It’s worth the search and discussion to find a solution.
The elimination of small hassles frees up time and energy for more creative endeavors.
I’m not suggesting you reorganize your entire life, just get rid of one small hassle at a time. One can make all the difference.
Until next Tuesday . . .