You know?

I like lists.

I like progress.
And accomplishing things.

I really don’t know.
You know?

I could eat an entire bag of salt and vinegar chips by myself. And not feel badly about it.

I love cute skirts and wear them even when my day’s plan consists of reorganizing closets or hanging out with my children at home all day.

I have kept a month by month list of every book I have read for the past 14 years.

I do not like chatting on the telephone.

I love email and Facebook but don’t text or Twitter (yes, that makes me feel old).

I hate checking messages but rarely answer the phone.

My family is my life, but I dream of a night alone in a luxury hotel, with high thread count sheets, room darkening shades, and a late, late check out.