Friday, July 25, 2008

So if you came here looking for someone to point out the obvious, you've come to the right place.

I love schedules. I think they are right up there with dishwashers. They are wonderful and beautiful and amazing. I actually enjoy sitting down and figuring out what I want to get done for the day and filling in time slots with very specific activities. Then I sigh with relief and knock on the tabletop 5 times, do 3 pirouettes and wash my hands for exactly 33.3 seconds while humming Flight of the Bumblebee.

I love the idea of schedules. I like to see what I could get done in one 24 hour period. However, I never take into consideration the fact that I am not a very organized person, I am easily distracted, and I am not hyperactive. My schedules wind up impossible to stick to. I never allot the proper amount of time for anything because I assume I am a mover and a shaker. I am not a mover and a shaker. I'm more like an ambitious koala.

Also, I need transition periods. Much like a preschooler, I need an announcement 10 minutes before we're about to change activities so I can mentally adjust to the idea. Okay, right now I am eating and in 10 minutes I will be loading the dishwasher. I am happy and at peace with the world. Ommmmmmmmmm.

There is also a part of me that is like this crazy anarchist with a bunch of piercings and every time I try to tell her what to do she starts raging against the machine. It's like Amy Winehouse meets the Sex Pistols. BOLLOCKS TO YOUR SCHEDULE! And now, I am officially a lunatic.

I had a point here....somewhere. Here it is: Time management. It is difficult.

1 comment:

cameo said...

you are a soulmate my friend.
and a funny one at that.
i too am an ambitious koala - funny thing is that was my favorite animal FOR YEARS when i was a kid. maybe i was smarter then, than i am now.