Without going into detail, let’s just say that I need to get my shit together.
Now, there are reasons (some good, some self-indulgent) for my apparent disorganization and, well, I may as well just say it — flakiness!! There, it’s out. I’ve been totally out of it. I have no clue what I’m doing, what I’m NOT doing and why I’m spending more time scratching my head than dealing with the day to day shit of life.
I don’t know what time it is, what day it is, or what I’m supposed to be doing next. Last night, I missed an event I had been looking forward to because I wrote it down the wrong day on my calendar. After I realized what I’d done, Brni and I went through a pile of mail that we’d been busy shifting around instead of opening. Once the mail was sorted, we found out that we have three weddings to go to in the next few weeks and one of them is on the same day that Brni is going to a concert and a friend of mine is supposed to be arriving by train.
Why are all these people getting married now? What happened to June? Now, I do understand that this is not the point, and yes, I am in danger of digressing.
Clearly, things have gotten away from me so I’m making myself a schedule. I have so many things planned, started, in the works and almost done that I may end up flow-charting my life.
And to think, I used to pride myself for my efficiency and attention to detail.