Yeah, I have "To-Do Lists". The shrink and psychologist have explained the benefits of doing so many times (I'm being treated at the VA for PTSD, Major depressive disorder, and Social Anxiety disorder). I find they come in very handy. When I get one piece of paper filled up with things to do, I use it for a blotter under my coffee cup, and start a blank sheet. Sometimes I get farther than that, and my wife will find my list in my pocket after she washes my jeans, and I get scolded for that.
I think that i would get farther if I kept two lists, one for things I have to do that I intend to do evetually, and the other list for things I have to do that I have no intention of ever doing. In fact, I have it on my list of things to do to try that very thing. I might even get around to keeping two completely seperate sets of lists, one to keep myself oriented in the real world, and the other to take to show the psychologist. Just write a bunch of stuff on the list, cross 90% of it off, and act proud when I show it to her.
At one time I was convinced the psychologist was full of baloney, with the dish of M&Ms on her desk as a reward for me saying something that she wanted to hear. I thought it would be much better if she gave out happy pills instead of M&Ms. Then they started me on Lorazepam, and that was nice. But the withdrawal was kinda harsh. So, when I go to the VA for an appointment, I just pretend I'm going to see my brother-in-law and he's gonna try to sell me a used car. I act polite, smile, nod a lot, but don't pay a whole lot of attention, and NEVER sign anything.
A buddy told me one time that the only way to get proper treatment at the VA was to throw a chair threw the window, jump on the desk, and urinate on the doc's head. But I've seen those guys in the Thorazine ward. Too much of a good thing, ya ask me.
I have two alarm clocks on my desk, one set for 9am and the other for 9pm. That's to remind to me turn the lights on and off in the grow room. Most of the time I remember to make a note on the calendar when I nute the girls, and sort of keep track of that OK. The dog and cats have developed a way of letting me know when they need something that works pretty good. For everything else, I have a wristwatch that not only tells me what time it is, but what day/date it is.
Many years ago, I worked with a guy that was about 75 years old. One day we were talking about "suffering from old age". He told me the secret was to stop suffering from it and start having fun with it. I think he was right.
So, I dunno, I can see where if ya set goals ya could get things accomplished. But I'm finding that I enjoy the day more when its wide open and full of opportunities. Life is a bowl of cherries. Toke on, Bro.
