Thursday, May 28, 2009

Call me uptight...

Plans are very important to me. My mother is a planner. All my life, there's been a schedule. Curfews, agendas, to-do lists. Not in a crazy-restrictive way; just in a 'life needs order' way. And thus, this is what I've grown accustomed to. Furthermore, I'm an up-and-at-'em kind of girl. If I'm going somewhere, I want to get there. I'm not a big fan of solo roadtrips, so I'd rather not delay the inevitable. I hate hanging around when I know something needs to be done. And if I know someone else's day depends on my own plans, then I especially hate making them wait around...

So when I say, "I'll meet you in Birmingham," I don't mean just whenever I get there. I mean as soon as possible. And if you tell me that we're leaving at six the next morning, then of course I'll be there by six, six fifteen at the latest.

If no one's depending on you, go ahead, do what you do. Consider yourself ultra laid-back and, as the Eagles said, take it easy. But if someone's depending on you, sitting around and waiting on you, make a plan. Be considerate.

Am I uptight? I prefer 'efficient.'

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