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1 September 98
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Dumb things I gotta do...
That, of course, was Hercules' list. Good man. Disciplined. Determined. Set that man a task, and you can tick the box quicker 'n the cat can lick her ear! Helluva good man. Remember my list? 19 Items-- 7 more than Hercules. Yesterday afternoon, I sat down to rewrite it as a series of smaller lists. I thought it would be simple. But-- it was like dealing with the friggin Hydra. For every item I went to transfer, I'd think of two more needed doing! It got worse and worse... I finally just added everything I could think of to the original list. Then I sat and stared at it for a while. Then I took it and buried it face down on the table, under all the crap I'm supposed to put away-- I didn't even count how many items were on it. After a while, I remembered it was August 31, and that meant there was-- rats! One. More. Item. Taking a clean, small sheet of paper, I wrote:
And this morning, this is what it looked like:
I think I'll have it framed.
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