I pride myself on being organized. I pride myself on being able to jigsaw all the pieces of my life together to form a pretty cohesive picture. But sometimes, I try to do a little too much. Case in point- my life from September to January 2.
I take on too many projects, activities and social obligations. The problem is this city- every fall there are museum exhibits and all sorts of cultural things opening and waiting to be explored. This is the “season”. I also love fall weather- I love apple picking and corn mazes and crunchy leaves. I love when the air gets just a little bit cool. Fall crushes my carefully organized life.
Now, I sit with my planner. I jot down times to do everything that needs to be done. I keep a great to do list, where I include everything that needs to be accomplished (yes Cynthia- I too put down feed pets…..) and I happily cross things off when completed. I keep up with my organization plan. But….
Yes….there’s a but….
I am so tightly scheduled that I sometimes don’t leave room for error. Big issue. I forget that sometimes, though I might a have a plan, the rest of the universe doesn’t realize that I have a plan. Like, when the subway gets stuck. Or my printer is not syncing with my computer. Wifi doesn’t work. Something we had paid to ship express doesn’t get shipped express. The dog throws up on the comforter. All the washing machines are filled.
You get the idea. Life gets in the way of living.
And that is what happened to me this month. I put down too many things in my schedule, and things started to fall through the cracks. I had to rearrange the jigsaw pieces, because there was literally not enough time in the day to accomplish what I wanted to. I had to switch to “need to”.
Now for a type A, certified nutcase like me, it was not easy to admit that I can’t do it all. I was very down on myself. When you have a lot to do, you don’t have the luxury of time in which to have a pity party. You have to regroup, and you have to do it quickly. I played my teeny tiny violin and I them started moving the pieces around. I looked carefully at what needed to be pushed aside for the time being. I needed to be a realist.
Now, if you read my homework the other day, you know that my Mother was not real organized. So if you want to ask why I’m so nutty about organization, it’s cause I am trying to not repeat the mistakes that my Mother made- I feel we were at a disadvantage because my Mother would forget things and let things fall through the cracks. She was a great shopper, and smoker, but everything else was a little lax. I made a vow to not be like that.
I am trying to be a little more realistic. I am trying to be a little calmer. This morning has been a test of my patience. I had computer/wifi issues that took every ounce of my brainpower to fix (I’m amazed that I got it to work actually). My Husband is off work and is being a royal pain in the ass, humming loudly and asking me every five minutes to help him with something. My marriage might not last till Sunday….. My daughter was trying to get out of the house to do black Friday shopping….They’re working of the outside of out building with very loud, very annoying drills….
So I’m not real calm now…..
But I’m going to take a deep breath. I’m going to ignore the husband. I’m going to finish this post. And I’m really going to try to relax.