Why I've Stopped Keeping a To-do list. And the reasons I am not looking back.

Earlier this summer I stopped by the farmer's market to pick up a couple of things on my shopping list. While I was there, I ran into an acquaintance and FRG leader of my husband's company. I said hi and we exchanged "how are you," but that was it. You see, I was in a hurry. I didn't think I had the time to talk and grow a friendship. I was subconsciously going through my list of things I needed to accomplish that afternoon and nothing was going to stop me from my goal. Wow. I am really embarrassed to share this story, but it helps to make a point.

I used to be the queen of to-do lists, so much so that if I completed a task that was not on my list, I would write it down just so I could check it off. But I've now realized that when I had these lists, I would get so caught up in getting everything done, that I would often miss small moments in my day that are really precious. Things like a conversation with a friend you run into at the farmer's market, or a random hug with your husband, or just following your feelings and doing what feels right. I would often miss these experiences because I would feel like I was obligated to go-go-go to get my tasks done. I wasn't really good at being okay with things left un-done on my list. Then I would have a tendency to be harsh on myself if I didn't get things done and that would overwhelm me even more. It was a vicious cycle I wasn't willing to admit, because I thought successful people kept lists and I wanted to be successful. Well, I have started to realize that the important things in life will get done. What isn't important will just slip away. I am not lazy, so I know I will find a way to be successful in all things. Living my life each day without a to-do list keeps me sane and happy. No expectations. Sounds like a win-win situation to me!

So how is this going for me? On Tuesday I noticed the fall colors were out in full-swing, and I wanted pictures! I only had 45 minutes before I needed to be at work, but that was enough time to get these fun shots taken.

No, they are not perfect, but memories were made and preserved. Going on a bike ride with my husband and taking pictures sure did beat folding the pile of laundry on my couch. (That is what I would have done if I had been keeping a to-do list.)

Trust yourself and your instincts to do the right things every day. When you follow the Lord, things will always work out, usually better than expected.

UPDATE:
I just found this video and it is PERFECT for this post about to-do lists.

"You never know how much good you do."

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