My average day is completely full of tasks that I believe, with absolute certainty, have to be completed. For example, in the days before we left to go home for Thanksgiving I decided the following were among my highest priorities: make a trip to the wine store, talk to the wine guy about what we should drink with Thanksgiving dinner, buy two wines for comparison, go home, make crust for three pies to be frozen, taste the wines I purchased, decide I like both, makes plan to go back to the wine store to purchase additional wine. I also thought making a separate trip to the liquor store (which by the way has a lot of wine) to pick up bourbon was a completely justifiable plan because I like the knowledgeable wine guy better at the smaller wine store. Also we were out of whiskey and I really wanted to make this drink. Totally makes sense – right?