I recognized about 20 BK (Before Kids) that there is simply no way for me to maintain a mental to-do list. There were simply too many people who all were convinced they held an especially important place in the line of my myriad responsibilities and who were all too important to ignore wait their turn in line for my attention. I was a "git'er done" girl, and BK that was ok because I was young and had indepletable energy levels. I managed these demands with a little notebook of to-do items which gave me great satisfaction from marking items from the list. Then I married and had kids. Immediate AK (After Kids) I discovered that there was no longer time to keep my neat little notebook handy. And the most demanding individuals I would ever answer to would be less than 60" tall and possibly smarter than me. (Especially in their own minds.) Orders ("requests") would be shouted to me through a closed door or window while I was backing the car out of the
The always random, occasionally complex, often confounded commentary and narrative of one West Texas woman's life.