I was just born that way. Deal with it.

My name is WapakGram and I am a “hurrier.”  I am never early.  I am rarely late.  But to get anywhere on time is a real challenge for me.  There is always something that “comes up.”   The last 2 weeks have been ridiculously non-stop.  Sound familiar everyone?

I was born a month early, and of course, I blame my mother because I have been hunting that month forever.  That time of rest and floating in a warm universe. 

You know what is coming next.  Yes, I married a man that MUST be 1/2 early or he is late. We have been playing this game for almost 30 years. I make him tell me EXACTLY the moment that he has to leave the house.  He cannot tell me to hurry up OR make me leave any earlier.  I am usually running down the stairs yelling at him to grab my purse or cell phone and “I’m ready.”

Why oh why can’t I ever schedule enough time to get somewhere calmly?  I was typing a press release 10 minutes before a meeting tonight and ran down the hall to the meeting as the door was closing. On time, but barely.

I get things done, people can count on me. But I drive everyone around me nuts. My mother kept to a rigid schedule all of her life.  Dishes done before leaving the house, ALWAYS.  Bed always made, dust mop run, then off to work. I envied her her ability to not let the world intrude.

But I told my sister that once.  (She is just like my mom, we call her “Martha” for you know who.)  She, too, doesn’t allow anything to mess with her schedule. She said she envied me the way I could go with the flow.  I told her that it was an iceberg and the Titanic was sinking fast. 

But I have been like that all of my life.  Maybe it is all the shiny stuff out there that distracts me.  Maybe it is ADD and I have a HUGE case of it.  Maybe there is just too much life to be lived.  Maybe I am a control freak and just do it myself.  Maybe there are things to be done, and I know I can help do them.

I have always been a night owl - It’s 10:45pm and I have a second wind and am finishing up all the stuff I was assigned when I went to the meeting I was almost late for. I tell myself again and again that I have to get my @#$@ together.  But at the ripe old age of 51, I’ve decided I was just born that way, and I just deal with it.

But you can be assured of one thing.  NEXT week, I will be early and on time, and mellowed out.  The CB’s are coming to town. With shovels. With the Cherry and GAM. 

It’s been a tough time for a number of my fellow CB’s.  So here is the question- what is your favorite thing about yourself?  What do people admire about you?  This is like “I AM a Great Writer” that Jenny made us do. 

Oh, and here is the latest pictures of MAX!   Brian, please do your magic.

~ magic done. go forth and say “aww!” - bjw

156 comments August 22nd, 2007