Fifteen minutes for this one. I MUST curtail my lengthy blogging until I get my life in order. I can't take many more days like I had Saturday, plus more than I can count in the last year. Gotta try something new. Like having a clue about what time it is. That's a left brain thing. I'm such a right-brainer, but I've gotta get the old corpus callosum in better shape. It facilitates interhemispheric communication in the brain. Google it. The whole left/right brain thing is fascinating.
So my plan involves actually writing down action plans and prioritized to do lists. Getting serious about hiring someone to help me with the things I seem incapable of doing (and detest), namely organizing. I'm gonna really focus on doing some things to counteract my intense anxiety. I need a toolbox for this. Both literally and figuratively. I think I'll use the tangible one to store things like my yoga DVD, bubble bath and Enya CDs. The other box will be have stuff like remembering to breathe and thinking affirming thoughts. Like "I can do this." or "It's not the end of the world and the sky is not falling." I've been called Henny Penny before. That's not a compliment.
The most important thing is probably the written list of promises I made to my client during our meeting Saturday. I'd let him down and wasn't following through on things I'd said I'd do. Not intentionally, just because I forgot. So I promised him I'd develop a system to prevent that. One of which is to give him a progress report every weekday at 8:00 a.m. That's about an hour and 15 minutes from now. I need deadlines and accountability. And when I make promises, I do my dead-level best to keep them. My mother taught me that.
So I'll think of her and remember how proud of me she was. I want to be proud of myself, too. So here I go. Onward and upward...
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