I nearly deleted my list 101 page.  When I drew it up I told myself that it is a bit of fun (and I bunged a few funny things on it) and that I would enjoy completing it and that, for the more difficult tasks, it would remind me to keep on it and encourage me to get things done – things that I would actually like to do.  However, in the back of my mind, I thought that it was a bit lame.

I don’t exist to tick stuff off but to do things.  Things that I enjoy – not in the hedonistic kind of way but more of an Ayn Rand way – albeit tempered with a degree of dogmatic Calvinist fatalism. Anyway I knew that the list isn’t the journey but the destination and that travelling a direct line through it to 101 ticks isn’t what life’s about for me.  But, now that it existed I owe it to myself to enjoy the completion of tasks and that I must work hard to finish them well.  Ticks will become the currency of happiness and the markers of a job well done.  I would become a slave to it.  Then I would rebel and not do them because they were there on this list.

Anywho.  I am now constantly torn.  Do them or not do them?  Delete the list or tick another thing off?  I want to do these things, but I want to do them because I want to, not because they are on some stupid list.  But I also know that I want to get 101 ticks and hold my head up high as a self motivated, task completing, job done kinda guy.  A starter finisher.  So the list surives another day.  I’ll go comment on something instead of mooching here (number 88) and that will make me worry less (number 18) and be happier (number 101).  Cool.