I got an early Christmas present.
I'm a little giddy.
My mom, knowing that I'm a list-maker, gave me a stack of special papers from her work that they were going to throw away. *gasp!* You know how the checks that businesses write are bigger that personal checks? They were the papers that you tear off from the bottom of those checks. I tell you, they are the PERFECT SIZE for lists!
She saw how I salivated.
Then later she stopped by and saw about eight lists on the special papers currently in use in my kitchen. (From where I'm sitting at my desk right now, without moving anything, I count 1...2...3...4.....13 of these lists covering a variety of topics, all in different stages of crossing outs.)
So then, because she's so awesome, my mother gifted me the mother lode.
A stack of bliss 14 1/2 inches high.
I could've died, I was so happy.
You're looking at that picture and salivating right now, aren't you? The mere thought of having the ability to make that many lists, all the while having perfectly-sized papers right at hand, makes you feel you're in heaven.
Wait... what? Not all of you salivate over list papers?
I don't understand. They're list papers! You can write lists on them! And they're the perfect size! If anything's worth salivating over, trust me: it's THIS. (Back me up, list makers. We are in the majority, after all... Right?)