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Why make a list? (Never mind checking it twice!!)

Ever since I can remember, whenever I’m presented with a list of tasks to accomplish, I am prone to barrel ahead to get things done. I have the list in my mind, so there was no need to write down the exact things I was completing.  My opinion was why use up time for planning and list-making when these minutes can be used to just finish the job?
Then, I saw something that changed my perspective. A few years ago I was watching Kimora Lee Simmons Life in the Fab Lane.  In the episode, Ms Simmons had a late night meeting about her clothing line.  If memory serves, I recall she made the announcement that she had many things to accomplish, including have dinner. Then, she proceeded to write this to do list on the palm of her hand, including the item get something to eat!
I was fascinated that she wrote out that list. If it were up to me, I would keep these steps in my head. Then, I began to think of it another way. By her writing down the things on her biological Palm Pilot that needed to be done, she was clearing her mind for other business processes. 
Then I remembered that writing lists was in my DNA. My mother (a business woman in her own right) is the expert on them. Whether it was for groceries, supplies or topics that she wants to share with me, she has a list for that!

Lately, I have been transferring my love of watching list countdowns to creating lists.  I must say, it’s not been such a hardship as I once considered it.  I find it quite freeing. No need to waste energy by remembering these things--they are already documented!

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