Today I realized how schedule-oriented I am. It's a work day today. In a perfect world, the day starts at eight, ends around five, with an hour lunch in the middle. This comes to an eight hour day. So when I say that lunch is in the middle, I mean specifically in the middle. It makes for a four hour morning and a four hour afternoon. I like structure. Ask me to go to lunch before noon? Chaos will ensue. I become agitated and disorganized. I can't explain it. It just throws off my feng shui. OH! And not to mention feng shui....they rearranged our office today. Now I have walls where they shouldn't be. I hear voices coming from across the room and can't see where they're coming from. Everything is.....off. It makes me uncomfortable. My coworkers think I've lost my mind. I try to rationalize it - I just need some zen in here! I know I'm not the only one out there that feels like this. I can't be alone in this feeling....right?!
My nephew lives and breathes off the schedule my sister has set for him. He gets all out of whack when someone messes with his schedule. Maybe we're not so different....what does that say about me, that I'm so similar to a two-year old?
