Nada To-Do

There’s no question about it — I’m a to-do list kind of girl!  I thrive on transcribing the random bits and bobs of info running around my brain in a gotta-get-this-done sort of way.  Each morning I sit to my list with all the important stuff that’s calling for action.  I get such satisfaction when I revisit this list, big ole sharpie in hand, and scratch off the latest must-do from the paper.  That’s accomplishment, baby!  So maybe getting cream cheese isn’t the deepest of deep states of productivity, but hey – it had to get done to avoid a hunger strike at breakfast.

So what happens when there’s no to-do list to tend to — since we are, after all, identified by what we do, right?   Let’s face it, there’s no avoiding that ubiquitous question of the small talk variety — what do you do?  I don’t think anyone really wants to hear that I buy cream cheese, or that I have switched us over to the family phone plan.  Nope. Pas du tout!  I’m a stylist.  That’s what I do.  I’m also a mother.  Writer / blogger.  Personal Shopper.  Wife.  Runner / Gym Workout-er.  Yogi.  These are probably the more acceptable answers to the question.  But…who are we when there’s nothing to do?

Don’t worry, I’m not leading you into an existential hole here.  I, however, recently went there.

This past weekend I was given the awesome opportunity to go on a girls getaway vacay with my besties.  We packed up (way too many) belongings and headed south for the Caribbean.  Amongst the florescent turquoise water and powdery white sand we all quickly realized — we had nothing to do!

So who am I with nothing to do?

I guess the bigger and better question is:

Can I maintain the essence of this girl who has nothing to do when caught up in the middle of my everyday life of to-dos?