“Why didn’t you rest?” the doctor asked.

“It wasn’t on my list,” I answered.

It was 2009. I was 40, a self-employed creative, busy with travel and kids—and I had just fainted.

The doctor was frustrated. “You need a list to rest?”

He kept me in the hospital for a few days, just to make sure I did.

Lying there, it became painfully clear: if something wasn’t on my list, it didn’t happen. If rest wasn’t on my list, what else was missing?

So I set out to create a list that took care of me. I had always been someone who wanted it all in life. I just needed to adjust my list to make room for:“Why didn’t you rest?” the doctor asked.

“It wasn’t on my list,” I answered.

It was 2009. I was 40, a self-employed creative, busy with travel and kids—and I had just fainted.

The doctor was frustrated. “You need a list to rest?”

He kept me in the hospital for a few days, just to make sure I did.

Lying there, it became painfully clear: if something wasn’t on my list, it didn’t happen. If rest wasn’t on my list, what else was missing?

So I set out to create a list that took care of me. I had always been someone who wanted it all in life. I just needed to adjust my list to make room for:

Home. Work. Self.