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I'm a list-maker. I love to know what I've got going on or what I need to get done. I love crossing things off as I do them. I'm a little OCD about it, and my cousin Joy has even given me a card in the past, teasing me about my "To Do" list and what should and should not be on it.

Therefore, it was nice and more than a little surprising when, having forgotten my list at home one day, I managed to remember everything on it and get it all done. It was actually weird, because I'm the type who really does NEED lists, for if my head wasn't screwed on, I would lose it. I think having a child made my brain fall out, which is why I must limp along with the little scraps of paper that litter my purse, car, table, and desk.

Also, I'm the kind of person who really likes others to know how much she's gotten done in a day... which is why anyone who chats with me gets a conversation full of lists.