Being Early is Killing Me

I am a planner and an early preparer. I am usually early to places and I anticipate what might go wrong and have back up plans. This is a life long trait from being the oldest child of two oldest children. I never once missed the school bus. There was even a back up plan for my school bus that if I missed it on my side of the street I could cross the street and walk down a few houses and get it on the way back since it made a loop and drove both ways on my road. I never even did that. The idea of missing my pick up horrified me.

Once I thought I might have missed the bus because the 4 boys who lived door to me were not at our bus stop and I assumed the bus came already and I missed it. Turned out they had gone away and were missing school that day. Thankfully the bus came before I crossed the street to try and catch it on the way back. This happened over the 50 years ago and I still remember it.

So as a person who plans well in advance I am ready for Carter’s wedding. There is not a lot that I had to do as Carter and Claire have everything under control. The things I need to do, I need to do in Maine and Carter will tell me exactly what those are.

So even though I have left these last few days free to get stuff done for the wedding, there is nothing for me to do. I have laid out the clothes and shoes to pack, but don’t want to pack them so they get squished more than they need to. I have asked Russ to look at his clothes and he has done that. I have written my speech, which I will rewrite again tomorrow and again on Tuesday, but there is only so much writing and rewriting I can do.

It would be nice if I could test out make-up, but since I have a sever skin allergy I can’t possibly test anything now because if I have an allergic reaction to it I won’t have time to recover. So no makeup for me, other than mascara and lipstick.

I wish I left more things to do right now because I am sitting around like a kid waiting for Christmas. As I write I see some splits in a quilt on my bed. I could be repairing these, but that is not the kind of busy work I want to do. I did make a Christmas ornament today, working ahead of my one per month schedule. It’s just being early is killing me.


One Comment on “Being Early is Killing Me”

  1. Sheppy's avatar Sheppy says:

    I understand! I was once told that I was good at my job because I was a worrier who always had contingency plans so I averted difficulties that might arise. I think that probably served others, but it was a challenge for me. Even in retirement I plan and then have time to fill!


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