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I had hoped to have a bit of time to myself so I could write in my lj some more, but I've just remembered that I've got to sign off on the new database design before close of business today - which means I've only got about 3 hours to check for any last minute glitches and minor disasters.

Why do I always let things come down to the last minute?

I wish I was more organised. I duly sign up for my office appointment book every year, and every year I find the previous year's one still in its packaging at the back of a drawer. I have my own appointment book - but I rarely update it and seldom look at it. I miss doctor's appointments, dentist's appointments, and office appointments despite the fact that Outlook has this annoying beeping pop-up thing to tell me I should be somewhere in 15 minutes. There's a Snooze-button, but I always press Dismiss. I hate that thing.

If I were organised, I wouldn't have to dither so in the supermarket. If I were organised, I would have time for breakfast on weekdays. If I were organised, I wouldn't have to face a week's worth of washing up every Saturday morning, and getting that sinking feeling as a result of it. If I were organised, I would have come up with a wish list for my birthday in 2 weeks by now...

Well, whaddya know? Made an entry anyway...



( 12 Speak Like A Child — Shout To The Top )
Jul. 24th, 2003 08:03 am (UTC)
A tidy desk is the sign of a sick mind...
Being organised isn't all it's cracked up to be. Who wants to be an automaton?

Free thinking people despise organisation. Why tie your mind to schedules and reminders and diaries. Blah to the lot of it.

(Justifying rapidly here...)
Jul. 25th, 2003 12:17 am (UTC)
Who said anything about a tidy desk?
That wasn't on my wish list!
But you're right, of course - far be it from me to want to change into an automaton...although BuffyBot didn't seem to mind being one...

I was just being silly. For a minute there, I thought it might be nice, to have a little bit more of a clue as to what I'm doing at any given moment - but then, there'd be no more surprises, would there? And I love surprises! ;-)

Jul. 26th, 2003 12:24 pm (UTC)
Re: Who said anything about a tidy desk?
You love surprises?

Drat. You know all about the two weeks Jules and I booked for you with James now. So it's no surprise. Ah, well - best cancel it then...

Jul. 24th, 2003 09:38 am (UTC)
You sound just like me, chica. I'm such a procrastinator and ditto with the appointment book. My sister is the complete opposite ... her life is organized with military precision.

If I were organised, I would have come up with a wish list for my birthday in 2 weeks by now.
::makes a note of Gamiila's upcoming b-day::
Jul. 24th, 2003 02:05 pm (UTC)
That's one of the many things I love about G. So subtle ;-)
Jul. 24th, 2003 07:29 pm (UTC)
I know, you just gotta love that subtlety ;-) Okay, Cass, what shall we get for G for her birthday? Hmm. A two week vacation with James, perhaps? Quite appropriate, given that he too has an August birthday.
Jul. 25th, 2003 12:25 am (UTC)
I may love her to bits - but give her 2 weeks with James? Oh, now that would be real friendship! She might break him. Then what would we do?
Jul. 25th, 2003 01:32 am (UTC)
Break him? Break him? Are you implying that I'm fat?

Break him, indeed. I'd wrap him up in cotton wool, put him in a box, lock him away in a vault, and only take him out to gawk at for a minute on very rare and special occasions...
Jul. 25th, 2003 05:01 am (UTC)
It's not your size that worries me so much as your enthusiasm...

But we won't give him to you if you are just going to lock him away. He's an international treasure and as such must be available to all (well, you, me and J at least).
Jul. 25th, 2003 05:33 am (UTC)
Okay...but I want him all to myself for those two weeks that Jules was on about!
Jul. 25th, 2003 01:28 am (UTC)
Well, it's clear you've never had to suffer from an August birthday all through your childhood...
No party 'cause they were all away on holiday - hell! even we were away on holiday most of the time! No cards 'cause people were away on holiday and it was all they could do to remember to send a post card from their holiday destination telling us there was lots of sun where they were...no balloons 'cause where would you find them in bloody communist Rumania or wherever it was we found ourselves...no cake baked especially for the occasion (my parents would mostly order a slice of apple pie for my sister and me for elevenses on the day, but that's hardly special, is it?). And usually just the one present, from my Mum and Dad, which very often wasn't anything I wanted (I remember they gave me a pram once, for my dollies...I hated dollies! Wouldn't be seen dead with them, and consequently, didn't have or keep any that were ever given to me...so I gave the pram to my sister, who'd also gotten all the dolls I'd ever been given).

I don't think I would have minded so much if my sister hadn't had her birthday in October, and a huge deal was always made out of it. She had the party, the balloons, the cake, the presents, and most of all, the company of people other than our immediate family - and all because she happened to have been born at a more convenient time of year. As a child, I thought it was grossly unfair.

And as an adult, it's made me into the kind of person that drops heavy hints about it to all her friends and relations. Sad but true.
Jul. 25th, 2003 05:03 am (UTC)

Mind you, I have a early March birthday (too near Christmas to spend much on pressies; too cold for outdoor parties therefore only a couple of pals for tea). In my case, as an adult, I just tend to forget about them - which naturally means a good proportion of them don't count.

My sisters got all the fun with their July birthdays.
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