Assume that someone else's schedules will look good to you. Hahaha. I do appreciate all the recommendations - but wow... when I see schedules my skin crawls.
Do you know that not long ago I referred to one of my strengths as "administration and organization"? Who was I kidding! I've since learned that I enable and execute! If you give me 15 teenagers, I can get them going, get them where they need to be, make sure they're doing whatever they were supposed to be doing - but I will forget 20 things, possibly nappies for Oceana (NOTORIOUSLY!) and then I will improvise. I'm an improviser and an executer. Give me a job, I'l get it done. But if I come up against a situation - I'll improvise, sort it out, try something different. I am the QUEEN of "emptying" the diaper for recycling, and have been known to use papertowels as a barrier, just in case.
I have been known to safety pin stuff together, cut things apart to make new things, and redo a schedule at a moment's notice - just to get everything covered. I'm reminded of being in NYC once, when my friend Renee (anyone watch ANTM) needed a dress for our banquet. She had nothing on hand, so we went to the Salvation Army on Steinway in Queens and bought a shimmery prom skirt. I cut out the lining, gave her a slip to wear instead, and made her a matching (lining was the same shade) shawl. Why? Because it was needed. And I could.
That's just me. But following an exact schedule - makes my head spin. Which is probably why I have a harder time getting stuff done. I'm more organized than I used to be. I'm getting there.
Oh, and another thing not to do? DO NOT under any circumstances assume that you only need 9 fingers, because you'll end up making dinner with 5. What am I on about? I was slicing up meat for dinner - curry.....yummy.... - when I took off the tip of my left thumb. Well, to be fair, it's still there - but not of any use. So there I was (Matt had gone to pick something up, and I didn't know where he was) with dinner half cooked (and needing further cooking) and my hand wrapped in a clean cloth diaper. But dinner needs doing right? I had to move it because we thought we had a meeting at a friend's house at 7.15, I couldn't wait for Matt to come home. So tried a bandage and went on making dinner. After 10 minutes I realized that wasn't going to work. So I sent Matt and SMS from the computer to please hurry home, but that it wasn't "911" - haha - and went back to the cloth diaper, coz that worked better.
As it turned out, the meeting was cancelled, so I wasn't in such a rush as I thought I was. But... now I'm the one sporting a huge and very attractive bandage on my thumb. Good thing it's not my writing hand. I'd be sunk. And as for typing, it's only a spacebar-finger, so we're ok. I HATE getting bandages on my fingers and then trying to type.
Arvois! I think that's how it's spelled!