So I could spend all day making these lists. Or, better yet, doing the things on these lists.
And yet, I find myself sorting out a massive box of 'spare' coathangers into piles: good ones, mediocre ones, poor ones. Or putting 'This Book Belongs To' stickers in all Lady P's nicest books. Or writing blog posts about how I'm writing lists and not doing the stuff on them.
|Category C coathangers. Phew, glad I got them sorted|
I think it's called procrastination.