I saw the word in The New Yorker. That makes it sound like I read The New Yorker, doesn’t it? (“Look at me. Reading The New Yorker like some highfalutin, cultured, learned intellectual.”) In reality, I only like the cartoons.
When I was scanning The New Yorker for cartoons, I saw the word “entlistungsfreude” in an ad. The ad said it’s a German word meaning, “the sense of satisfaction afforded by crossing things off lists.”
I have a serious case of entlistungsfreude.
I like lists. A lot. I like lists probably more than I should (more than chocolate pudding, less than my husband).
When I write something on my list, I feel like I am already halfway there… because if it’s on my list, it will get gone. Eventually. (Hopefully.)
Sometimes I will write, “write a list” on my list because then I can cross it right off
An example list:
– write a list
– delete Candy Crush off my phone
– mail fan letter to Biebs
– buy eggs
– buy egg whites
– look for missing cat
– collect reward for returning cat
Sometimes I put easy things on my list because then I know I will get to cross them off.
(Done and done!)
Sometimes I put hard things on my list because then I have something to strive for. If it’s on my list, I can keep it in focus.
– write for Saturday Night Live
(This may never happen. But it’s on my list, isn’t it? So really, I’m halfway there.)
I do get a weird (and possibly unhealthy) thrill from crossing things off a list. I feel a sense of accomplishment with crossing things off a list that isn’t afforded to me in other areas of my life (Yes, it is very possible I am compensating for something with lists).
Here is today’s list:
– write a blog
(That felt good.)