deciphering the days

I have bad habits. Of course, right? So do we all. But I think there are different types of bad habits. There are the ones that I know are bad but I don't really mind if other people know about them, like how I am impatient toward drivers who cut me off. And there is another type. The habits that do not make me feel pretty, loveable, or respectable - and I certainly do not want others to know about them. They are not detrimental to my health - at least not obviously, but nonetheless, I do not want anyone else to know. I am ashamed. And I do them anyway. I long to be beautiful when I am with others and when I am alone. Hopefully not in a super conceited way, but rather in a way that reflects the Maker's original design. I do not act with these 'bad manners' when I am in the company of other - so why when I am alone? I regularly yelp about the soap box of 'we should have enough self-respect for ourselves that we act in a becoming manner regardless of whose pre...

Let's face it, I consider myself a master of lists. You name, I can make a list out of it. I have a packing list, reading list, summer to-do list, recipes to try list, school assignment list, morning routine list, an extensive wedding planning list, a list of people to call, and the list goes on forever!!!! Making lists helps me to think clearly, organize my thoughts, and to quit worrying about things. However, the lists that are designed to help me 'rule my life' will occasionally rule me. All of my lists are self-imposed. There is no reason I have to get assignments turned in early and it really is okay if I feed my goldfish every other day because I don't always remember. But I sometimes forget that. My lists start frustrating me: causing me anxiety and feelings of incompetence. I stress about not getting enough things done or spending my time doing the 'wrong' things. What if there is a more efficient way to organize my day/list? I realize it the mos...