Mar 20, 2006 07:57
I only wanted to do 1 thing on saturday. Yeah I had planned to do several things but, I only stated I wanted to do one thing. I was specific of a time and what I wanted to do. I didn't just say it once, I repeated it several times Friday evening. All I wanted to do was Sleep in on Saturday morning till 7:00am. Thats it. Nothing earth shattering. But I wasn't allowed. Apparantly 6:20am is late enough. 40 minutes whats the Big deal. It is a big deal. It is the difference between having a good day or a bad day. Or having a Great Day instead of just a Good day.
So Saturday, I had a good day. I never could get going after my hair appointment. I was sluggish and tired. I had planned to get the oil changed and the car washed, re-plant a cache and get my hair cut and waved all before noon. I thought I might come home and clean out the garage, paint the mailbox or something like that. I had no energy. So I tried laying down. My phone rang about every 10 minutes. Nothing important, just non-stop bug me crap. So I tried moving around. I let the phone ring. I cooked bar-b-que country style ribs. I went outside and cleaned the yard and filled bird feeders. I let the phone ring some more. David and Kay came by and had a Belated Birthday Party for Lucy. I have never seen a happier puppy. I went down to watch Harry Potter 4, but thought better of it. I waited till all were in the house before starting the film. Did I do things on my time schedule? Not really. Do I ever get to? Not Really.
I schedule things. That is how they get completed. I try to always have a plan. I don't leave things for others to deal with. Because it has been my experience that if I do, they don't. I feel better when things run smoothly. Hence, I try to always have a plan. Now, I have to deal with several folks around me who don't have the same drive to keep things running smoothly. And others who like to flex their control by Subconsciously throwing a spanner into the plan. So most of the time, things don't go to plan and I have few Great days. The potential of a Great Saturday, took a dive before I got up with one little passive aggressive act. Yeah Yeah, make chicken salad out of chicken shit...that's why It was only a good day. I need to find a way to send all calls to the answering machine.
rant,
kay,
to-dones