Listing Ourselves
The holidays are always a time for reflection on the past year, planning for the new year and eating a lot of pies and sugar cookies. Or maybe that’s just me. Truly, for a girl who plans her week down to the hour it should be like…well…Christmas!
There’s the shopping lists for dinners to plan. There’s the wish list of toys and presents we want people to buy us and the strategically crafted list we bring to the mall to shop for others. The big red jolly guy even gets in on the action – he not only makes his list but he also checks it twice (you know, sometimes it’s hard to find out who’s naughty or nice!)
Then there’s the list we make for the upcoming year. We budget out a year’s worth of income into twelve neat little months. We set out goals and resolutions. Sometimes we share them with family/friends/blogosphere. We jump on Exepdia or Priceline to meticulously plan out our vacations for the upcoming year.
Which is all well and good but I have to wonder…what are we missing out on when we “list ourselves in?”
Hear me out.
Cause I am definitely a proponent of using lists to organize and plan. Without a shopping list you are taking a dangerous gamble on remembering things like marjoram for the turkey or a new terrycloth housecoat for Nana. Heck, I’ve been known to break down my menial daily chores into a checklist and my roommate makes one whenever she has to pack, even if it’s just for a night away. Let me tell you, though, she’s never without her running shoes or jammies.
One of the best Christmas presents I ever got was never on a list. It was from my Godmother, and I was about 16 or 17. It wasn’t anything exceptional, just a coffee table book on the history of pianos. When I got that present I sat in my living room and actually wept. I would never have thought to ask for something so simple as a coffee table book. The fact that she bought it just knowing about my love for piano made the gift so much more. It was never on my list.
As we come up on the end of the year I see more and more “list” popping up. Best of 2009, Blogs to Follow in 2010, Gift Guides for Mom-Dad-Brother-Sister-Grade School Teacher-Random Neighbor Down The Street, Top Resolutions for the New Year, Martha Stewart/Rachel Ray/Alton Brown’s Holiday Dinner Recipes…lists and lists and lists of people telling us what to do. How to think. Who to follow and pay attention to.
I do believe lists have a place. They help us organize, they collect our thoughts, they take big ideas and make them manageable. I especially like the ones that are collaborative and have lots of opinions. Or leave the door open for new additions as necessary.
Cause maybe you realize while you are out shopping that you want to buy wine glasses for your friend but instead choose a pine scented tile to hang over the natural gas fireplace cause she misses the smell of wood burning since having it installed. Or make a snap decision to go with apple pie instead of pecan which elicits the cute boy at your friends’ house asking you out cause he’s been searching for the perfect girl next door. Or you get this beautiful coffee table book that brings tears to your eyes.
Most importantly, don’t list yourself in. Don’t limit yourself to what others tell you – heck, don’t limit yourself by what YOU tell you. Who knows what you might be missing out on.
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