Speed of Light

It has reached that point in the year, that it seems like no matter what I do I won't be able to keep up. Life is traveling at the speed of light. The end of the school year always illuminates the extraordinary number of loose ends that have gotten lost in the shuffle through out the year. And now they need to be dealt with.

My Ducky recently wondered why I am so crazed at the beginning and the end of the year. The beginning of the year makes me nuts because I am trying to delay the onset of said loose ends for as long as possible. The end of the year has all of my own loose ends, plus any other peoples loose ends that require something of me. It is other peoples loose ends that eventually do me in. I can plan for my own chaos, but then the unexpected comes up and messes with the delicate balance I think I have created.

So here I am with ever so many balls in the air, with more being tossed my way. So that deafening thud you hear is just some of those balls crashing to the ground. So now I can only hope I make it to the end of the year without any major catastrophe. I don't think it is a coincidence that I could only juggle scarves in Jr. High PE.

A Grand Solution

I have come up with a great plan to stay on top of my life. I have been an adult long enough to know how I work best. If the rest of the world would cooperate that would be great.

Last night while making my bed with those new, fabulous, extra deep sheets, I saw a small tear in my quilt. Rather than add it to my very long list of things to do and assuming that I would remember by the next morning. I hauled out the ironing board, the iron, the stitch witchery bonding film and my quilt. I fixed it on the spot (who needs sleep right) and felt highly accomplished. It was a small thing, but it was done. I didn't need to remember that it needed to be done, or have it hovering as something I could or should be doing. If only I could always just take care of things the moment they came up, I can't even think of how that would change my life.

As soon as something needs to be done, I do it. Completely. Just be done. No procrastinating, I am the Queen (self proclaimed) of Procrastination. I need everything to come at me linearly. I am mathematical, so if life would just march at me single file with no pushing, letting me take care of each thing before the next taps me on the shoulder. I could be a well organized, successful, non-frazzled version of myself. Don't get me wrong, in many ways I am well organized and successful. My husband may disagree with the organized part, but we have different methods. I am currently completely overwhelmed and on the verge of just shutting down. It is the end of the school year and just when I think that I can get all of my tasks completed, boom, hello big, involuntary time consuming new project.

Life seems to just bombard me from every angle and I haven't figured out a way to keep up with that. So until life decides to be polite and patient, I'll keep climbing to the top of the to do list and hope for the best.

Little Things

For the most part, it is the little things in life that make or break you. At work, there is one thing that drives me crazy on an almost daily basis. I print stuff all the time. So the fact that most of the time I forget to set my printer correctly for the building that I am in and print to a printer that is miles away is bad enough. But I don't usually notice until I go to pick up my printing and it is not where I thought it would be. This drives me nuts and wastes my time. And time is the one thing I don't have enough of, either at home or work. It is just a little thing, but it aggravates me to no end.

On the other hand, little things can also make my day infinitely better. I finally decided it is time to buy new sheets. Sheets that will fit my mattress. I have been stretching regular sheets onto my thicker mattress for years. And spending that precious commodity of time, tugging and pulling them to cover most of the side of the mattress and hating to get that last corner on. So now I wonder why I waited so long. Installing the new sheets on the bed was easy. No marathon tugging. No visible mattress. Not breaking a sweat to make the bed. What a magical little thing that has made me so happy. I think I will be buying another set of sheets and sending the old ones to Good Will very soon.

Long Weekends

Long weekends are always filled with such promise. There is a whole other day to get stuff done. I am always positive that I will get caught up on something, anything. That rarely turns out to be the case. But still, every time, I have great expectations of what I will accomplish. I did an experiment a few weeks ago where I had an entire day with no expectations. An amazing thing happened, I got more done with no expectations than I ever do when I have a plan.

I wonder if I house some kind of closet rebel? That the mere thought of having to do something makes me dig in my heels and just say no. Even when it is my own idea. Perhaps, the fact that my to do list only seems to grow no matter what I do, makes me just want to throw my hands up and admit defeat. But as a competitive person, admitting defeat is just not an option. So what is a girl to do? With a long weekend ahead, and plenty of options to choose from, do I make a plan or just wing it? I'll let you know.

Drink More Water

As a recurring theme, doctors are always telling me to drink more water. I know I should, but I just don't like it. I know it is good for me and will make me feel better, but I'm just not into it. My dream is to get my own IV drip of liquid so I wouldn't have to worry about it any more. In the morning, I could get a direct line of caffeine to get me going and then switch to hydration mode. One less thing to worry about.

I have resolved to drink more in general more times than I can remember. It doesn't seem to stick. It's not just water. I don't drink anything in large quantities. I'm a sipper. That comes in handy when I am drinking liquor, I'm a cheap date. All two or three times a year. I think I need to find a frat boy to teach me how to chug. Then I can chug my water and be done with it. In the mean time, I am resolving yet again to become well hydrated.

Long Days

There is something about adulthood that is exhausting. At least for me. I am not the Energizer bunny type. I don't know if I have cheap batteries or if there is a short somewhere in my system, but I am just not one of those people that can go and go and go. After laundry, dishes, walking to school and back, meals, work, errands and soccer(spectator), I am ready to collapse. Who has time for projects (of which I have many, all uncompleted). Instead, I plan and dream and wait for summer vacation to attempt to get a project done. Today was one of those really long days. It is my own fault, of course, for staying up too late. So the domino effect is in full force and I have designs on a pillow. So until I find the fountain of youth that will give me endless energy, I am off to bed.

Energy note:
I will always believe that boundless energy is wasted on the young and that if we all took naps the world would be a happier place. Or at least it would seem that way from my more well rested perspective.

Time to document my life...

So here I am, up too late as usual, and deciding it is time to begin to document my life. Already obsessing about punctuation and stumped for what to say. There is something about journaling that causes instant writers block. As soon as a professor would say they wanted a reflection paper, I would cringe and begin to panic. Not to say that I can't or don't obsess and reflect with the best of them, just not on paper.

So time to turn over a new leaf and try to document the mundane, the zany, the adventures and misadventures of my life.