So, now after the morning that I have scheduled for myself, I have come to the realization that I am really a poor time manager. Oh, you may not think it is so. Sometimes I fake that I have it all together and every now and then I actually make it to something on time and even on occasion I am early. But the truth remains...I need to work on managing my time better.
I blame it on the eternal optimist that lives inside my psyche. The eternal optimist that says, "I'm sure it will all work out" about most everything. The one that convinces the rational part of my brain that if it takes 15 minutes to get somewhere and I start yelling for the kids to load up at the 15 minute mark that I'm actually on time. The E.O. does not remember that the car seat is sitting in the office and still needs to be put back in the car. The E.O. does not seem to recall that there will inevitably be one of my four children that will have some sort of breakdown before loading up (usually involving his or her shoes). The E.O. in me doesn't consider that perhaps I will be stuck behind a couple of 5 miles below the speed limit drivers who seem to be racing each other in some sort of "who can go the slowest and annoy me"race. And the E.O. is always surprised that we can't get anywhere on time. Imagine that.
The one thing that I will give the Eternal Optimist in me is that it is always optimistic that next time we will be on time. Perhaps even using the same tactics that didn't work this time. Hmmm. In the words of Dr. Phil, "How's that working for ya?"
So now I'm taking a stand. I'm going to try my best to listen to the rational part of my brain. I may even make a "leave 10 minutes before you think you should" rule for my life. I'll try to be more realistic about how much time a task will actually take and then add on 10 minutes more to that.
The Eternal Optimist in me is saying that this solution will fix everything and I will become the poster child for being on time. And of course I believe it. I'm eternally optimistic!