Sunshine Summertime

The Summer has pretty much begun. Except, of course, for the fact that I got sent home at the nick of finals week because of a kidney infection and mono. So, though my school year isn't yet technically over and I haven't even packed up my room back in Sioux Falls, it is still summer. My Dad is outside, probably in his creepy basketball shorts, mowing the lawn, and the Chamberlain High Seniors have officially graduated. The trees even have full, plump, salad-worthy leaves on them (which I forgot was possible). 

I am in my room, dreaming of all the things I want to do, to plan. I've already begun practicing my origami skills, though my rabbit definitely looked more like a roach. I love dreaming. I love making lists. Give me a subject and I'll dream up the craziest list I can contrive. My problem is being proactive. 

One day this last year, my friend had found some old books that his library was going to throw out. He saved them and one, he turned into one of those secret compartment books. You know, the ones you can find at a quirky gift shop where all the insides, the guts, of the book have been cut out? He was so excited about it. All year, I watched him get excited about creation after creation. Everything that he plans, he usually does. 

I plan so many things and dream so many dreams up at the same time that they overwhelm me. I scarcely finish anything that I plan. Another trait that I fear I've picked up from my mother. its very unsatisfying. Its lead my whole life. The procrastination of every assignment and project in school, the easy projects I'll leave on my desk for months on end, the clothes I'll never get rid of because I'm sure I'll use them someday....

This leads to TIP #19: Make something. Right now. 

I wonder how much good the concept of "to do list" is for the world anyway. The list is obviously never going to end anyway. Why not just live as seems fit? 

My To Do List

Crap Ton of Math Homework

Study for Math Final

Prepare LAR Final

Figure out When Those Finals Are

Get Julia a Grad Present

Talk to Kim about Theater Final

Fix Bank Account

FInd a Place to Live in SUF for 2 Weeks

Clean Room

Pack up Sioux Falls Room

And trust me, the list goes on....

I mean, what's the point? I know I have to do all of these things. Listing them just makes me anxious (considering I'm supposed to be sick in bed, incapable of doing them anyway). The list is going to get completed though, whether I list the items or not. What a silly listing lifestyle I have lived all these years. Snorkelers don't have to make todo lists. Snorkelers are proactive. It's about time I put on the gear, at least, and go take another crack at origami. 

PS: I'm not sure how coherent this post even is. Considering my illnesses, I'm on a drug that makes me a little loopy. Just so ya know.