…List, that is. Make a list, because it gets sh*t done.
The year I moved to San Francisco, I found the very first issue of the now-defunct To-Do List magazine and kept it through three moves across the city. Why? That rag contained a fantastic article called “Quirkyalone” that fed my soul, which its author, Sasha Cagen, later parlayed into a book by the same name. Anyway, Ms. Cagen has been at it again, recently publishing the book To-Do List: From Buying Milk to Finding a Soul Mate, and maintaining a fab blog as well. I think her work shows insight and humor.
Go forth and organize your life!
thanks for this, i’m definitely going to check it out. To do lists never end for me but are they ever suppose to, they are just physical notes to keep us from straying too far off track.
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I write lists and then completely forget about them! This makes me want to crack open the ol’Filofax and give it another shot. Thanks!
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