If you know me, you know I live and die by my planner. I'm like Linus with his blanket. My little blue blanket is this planner pictured above. I write down everything. Ev.Er.Y.Thaaaang. I know my life would be pure chaos if everything that I had to do was only listed in my mind.
The problem is that I need an afternoon or evening to write down everything for the next week. This beautiful baby starts each week on the first work day of Monday rather than the Christianity-Jesus-rose-on-a-Sunday first day of the week. Although it messes with my mind, I have grown accustomed to it. It isn't terrible. The worst part is actually that it starts the day at 7 and ends it at 630. I love ending a day at 630, but it seems there are others in my life that would rather I continue on past 7, not including my kids. However, I start my days at 5 am. I take clients at 6 which throws off the actual morning hours of doing things. Either way, it gets done and we're better for it. Or something like that. This past weekend I didn't seem to be home. Ever. If I was, I was sleeping or working. There wasn't much time for planning. In fact, it's Monday afternoon and this weeks lesson plans still aren't completely done. I guess that's the beauty of homeschooling. I get wiggle room. I just don't like it. I like being prepared. I know it's odd. My planner is filled with my to do list. Today I need to hit Wal-Mart for bananas and chocolate milk. I can do it at anytime, but I have told my kids we will leave by 1. Why? I have to work at 245. I want to make sure that I have some time to fold the baskets of laundry before I have children in my house searching for help with their homework. If my son would finish his work before 1, we could actually leave before that, but it's almost 1230 and that's a no go. You may be asking why I don't just fold the laundry now instead of writing a silly blog post? Well, I need to write today. Everyday I need to write, but some days I just don't get to. That's crazy. How is it that I can't find 15 minutes to sit down and write. It's on the to do list and everything. Some days it just doesn't get done. This weekend I was unable to plan ahead for this week. It leads to a stressful Monday morning. To add to that, we had a late night as well as interruptions at 3 am which led to little sleep. Adding the stress. So as soon as I was afforded the chance, I began my plans. It started with lesson plans, but quickly moved to my planner. Once the pen was done and the planner was filled, a peace came upon me. I could see my next moves. It's like I'm playing a giant game of chess with my life each week. Some times I win, but more often than not I sacrifice my queen for the king, knight and bishop. I sacrifice my queen to make sure the rook is clean. And no matter how many pawns make bad choices, I sacrifice the queen for all the pawns that come across those pages. It's very difficult to win without a queen, but one who plans ahead finds the ways to get rid of pawns for to save the queen and king. My planner helps me do that. Hopefully this week, though it has a gotten off to a poor start, will be a game well won. Check mate, life. My plans will be accomplished!
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