What is wrong with me?

It became abundantly clear that I am unable to do nothing.  I just go crazy.  Today, the hubster went over to his friend's house to geek out for the day, so I am left home alone.  I couldn't just sit there and waste the day away relaxing or anything like that.  I had to do SOMETHING.  I find that is the case most times.  I feel so useless and wasteful if I don't do something that is productive.  I think that's why I make so many lists.  A list is tangible work product that I can associate with accomplishing something.  Yeah, definitely something wrong with me.

So like I wrote earlier, I reorganized my closet and thought about my Florida room remodel some more.  Around 6 pm, I had nothing to do and I had watched enough TV.  So what did I do?  I decided to finally work on my friend's baby book.  It's this great idea that I saw on a blog last year.  I wish I still had the link.  It's a baby's first words type of book, but instead of stock photos of the words, it's actual pictures of the words.  For example, the word "dog" had a picture of the family dog instead of a random dog.  I thought it was genius.

Anyway, I just finished it up.  I'm waiting for the hubster to come home to proofread it for me.  I feel soooo much better that I did something else today.  Another check off the to do list.  Maybe I'm OCD or have ADD.  Either way, getting stuff done isn't a bad thing, is it?