The 1-2-3's of unemployment

I'm feeling an overwhelming urge to make lists right now. I've attributed it to my need to organize and plan for my life right now. It is funny that I feel this way because I don't really know what even to list to make things easier for me right now. I just want to make a list. I think it is the productive side of me trying to gain control of the situation.

1. My cats are obsessed with me. Well, I should say cat. Bella is just her normal, loving self, but Diego's love is stronger than ever. The past 6 months he has become very needy. I was actually getting a little annoyed a few weeks ago, but now it is kind of nice. He cuddles be non-stop, follows me around the apartment and gives unconditional support. Right now he is about 6 inches from me. He is showing restraint by not touching me at this time. The one thing that I cannot stand is his night howling. He started it back in 2006 and hasn't looked back. He loves the acoustics of the bathroom and thinks he should howl more often when he has more of and audience...like when John is visiting. I've tried every trick in the book and I cannot stop him. I took the kitties to the vet a couple weeks ago for their shots and the vet defined Diego as "very sensitive" and thought my stories were amusing.
2. My place is unorganized and I want to change it. I have dishes and laundry going right now and I'd like to go through much of my belongings. It seems like this would be a good time to simplify things. Maybe I can bring 3 bags of clothes to Plato's Closet and watch them give me $3.76 for it all.
3. Keeping things in check. I feel like I am in a state of either being overwhelmed or underwhelmed. I need to find the middle. It is easy to get caught up in thoughts about "Tent city" with our unemployment. I also get very overwhelmed when I start trying to figure out too much. It seems to almost paralyze with me frustration and I resort to watching Oprah or HGTV instead. I'm really looking forward to more comfortable talks with myself about the future. In time, and maybe with a few lists, I will get there.

Update: Diego has now thrown himself on me. There have been multiple attempts to try to actually sprawl out on the laptop. He has resorted to sitting the small piece of my lap that isn't covered by the computer, while resting his head on my wrist as a type.