I did something last night and it was a little stupid, maybe a lot stupid. Could be defined as downright dumb, or incredibly smart. Confused? So was I when last evening Omega started discussing with me how to better organize my life. Okay, it didn't exactly start that way it started with me asking him about how to I should handle two meetings I accidentally scheduled back to back in two different locations.
What happened next I can only describe as a momentary lapse of reason. I asked Omega to help me with my time management issues. I feel it; I feel the people that have a basic understanding of Omega shaking their heads right now asking, "Why mouse, why?"
I don't know.
For those of you who are new and don't know this Omega is a planner, nearly every moment of his life is programmed into his Blackberry. When we go on vacation, he plans everything, does all the research and leave nothing to chance, he even plans his more spontaneous moments. I know, I tried to explain to him that if it's planned, it's not that spontaneous. It certainly isn't that he lacks spontaneity because I don't think he plans when we have sex, though I can't really be sure of that now can I? He's also incredibly organized, everything in his world is organized, except for me I guess. Maybe I'm just the fly in his ointment?
For the next couple hours Omega ran through my daily schedule and worked it so that I have actually more time. I'm not sure I believe it but I'm willing to give it a try. So, today I woke and while I waited for coffee, I went through my email accounts, tagged everything that required replies, and deleted the spam. Then I made the coffee, and started blogging, which now I have 23 minutes to do. After, I have to wake Omega (that has an open time allotment--so that my schedule doesn't cause conflicts with his). While he showers (he can't use the treadmill right now because of his knee troubles), I'm to make breakfast, let the dog out, and eat. I am to use the treadmill for at least 30 minutes if I have time. I am then to shower and get ready for work. It needs to be said he can be showered and dressed in minutes while I take longer, significantly longer. As in he has no clue how much longer. This led to scheduling problems, which were corrected by adjusting the time I wake (to create the proper offset). Before I leave for work I am to throw a load of clothes into the washer, and set the timer so it begins around the time I leave for home.
No more writing down notes on napkins or takeout menus, instead I'm to open my planner, and use that. No more scheduling meetings using my little calendar that came free with card purchase from the local Hallmark store. I am to open my planner. I'm beginning to think that planner is important. The planner will send me emails and text messages when I need to remember something. How exactly it will know what I need to remember I'm not sure. I need to just trust the planner.
I read somewhere by the year 2013 a computer will be smarter than the average human. I wonder if it will need a planner?
When I get home from work, and errands, the laundry will be ready to be put into the dryer. I am to then to go online to look for a creative recipe for NEXT day's dinner and take out whatever ingredients are needed.
Then I am to do my other household chores, clean bathrooms, vacuum, dust...yay me! Unless I have work to do. After the chores are finished I may take a few minutes to answer emails, delete more spam, and ponder my next blog post. Which I think will be more about anger management.
I am start cooking dinner and preparing the house for Omega's arrival at 6PM. Yes, he actually wrote that in. After dinner I am to set the table for the next day, sort another load of wash and place on top the washer. Then I may offer my further services to Omega. If my services are not required I can sit down.
Sound like fun? Yeah, me and my big mouth.