I am SO over schedule clashes, diary disasters and being double-booked. Silly season just got super-silly and I am feeling underwhelmed, overwhelmed and, quite simply, 'whelmed' in general. There are just not enough hours in the day and not enough days in a week... and I am having sense of humour failure. SERIOUS sense of humour failure.
Note to self: Next year I am losing my diary for the month of December. I will not book anything in advance. Basically, for the duration of December 2010 I will be off the social radar.
The problem is that when I committed to certain things months ago I didn't know that everything would collide and that the unplanned, uncontrollable stuff would storm in like a hurricane and cause my best laid plans to disperse in a million SMS/email/phonecall directions.
Within the next 72 hours I have far too much on my plate and I really don't know how I'm going to juggle it. You see, there is nothing negotiable. Nothing I can cancel.
How do you cancel on a friend (again) who you've already cancelled on three times in a month, how do you not show up for a community project that you offered to head up months ago, how do you call in sick for work when there's no one else to actually keep the ship afloat, how do you get out of certain obligations that just won't stand for being shafted/rejected/postponed? The answer? You don't.
Instead you scramble to figure out how you're going to wake up on Saturday morning, co-ordinate painting a wall at a school, paint said wall for three hours, stay clean and paint-free enough to throw on a work-appropriate ('buy diamonds from me') outfit, rush off to work for two and a half hours to put out fires, then leave on time so that you can make it to the other side of town for a tea that's been booked for two months, down a cupcake, slurp some tea and keep an eye on the time so that you can make it to a dinner obligation with a friend who you've cancelled on three times in three weeks. [okay, breathe]
And that's just Saturday, don't even get me started on the chaos that is today, tomorrow and Sunday.
I know what you're thinking. You're thinking 'What's she complaining about? If it's too much why doesn't she just cancel something? Why did she let herself get so booked up in the first place? Can't this girl just say 'no'? And you're not wrong. I can see the error of my ways and, after I've gotten through this weekend (hopefully without being strapped into a straight jacket), I plan to change my ways...
I plan to stop committing to stuff that's beyond the current calendar month. I plan to learn the art of 'We must do coffee...' without actually opening up my diary and booking a time and place. But I can't set this new 'statement of intent' in motion until February 2010, 'cos you see January's already booked up – only one little weekend stands blank in my diary. *sigh* Is it wine o'clock yet?
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