Overacheivers Anonymous

[FallingToFly]

I'm sitting down for my (scheduled) lunch break, which means it's a Lit break as well, and I'm still feeling oddly squirmish. (NO, that isn't a real word, but it should be.) AFter 25 years of chaotic, unscheduled and generally unruly lifestyle- I decided on my past birthday to make a big change. Go back t school, get my house finished once and for all, and keep it that way, start a schedule and stick to it. The result...

Overachievement.

Last night a friend and I were emailing back and forth the joys of mid-twenties madness. Apparently, all our friends in our age group have suddenly thrown themselves into this insane whirlwind schedule. Mine for today:


7a.m.- kids to school. Start laundry, run dishes, clean up living room.

Pick up feed, go to bank, deposit check, and drop feed off at the barn by 9.30

Clean stalls, go to Mom's.

Last minute touch up and edit of my first essay for class.

Conference call with counselor at 11, post work to the school server, pick up kids by noon.

Lunch, naps, figure out how to fit three more loads of laundry in between 12 and 1.

Wake up the kids, get them bathed and dressed, go to the doctor for shots.

Get home by no later than 2.45 to catch eldest off the bus, homework, snacks all the way around, and change out of school clothes into play clothes.

Take kids back to Mom's, go teach a double lesson from 4.00 to 6.00 for two snotty teenage girls.

Pick up kids from Mom, throw them in the tub while I burn something for dinner, and finish the last load of laundry.

Kids have to be in bed by 8.30 at the absolute latest.

Somewhere in there, I have to manage to feed the dog three times (high metabolism), take her out for a run, make sure the kids all brush their teeth, scrub out the bathroom, get my next paper started for both classes, call City Hall and get a receipt for the land taxes, pick up my mom's newest batch of prescriptions from the pharmacy, take back a movie, put two new rails up in the dressage ring I'm building, talk to my boss, mail off my husband's weekly paperwork, and finish Chapter 7 of American Baby and 46 of Falling.


Now, a lot of that is taken care of already, and the doctor's office called and cited computer problems, so I'm rescheduled for Thursday, but still- what a disaster, eh? Anyone else doing this insane overacheivement thing? Come vent, share, commiserate, or just laugh.

 

[Recidiva]

So far today I've done nothing except laundry and an extended phone call with a friend who described me in glowing terms, and also said "I'm never going to get rid of you, am I? No matter how much I tried to scrub or sanitize my life, you're like a fungus, aren't you?"

He loves me.

 

[FallingToFly]

So far today I've done nothing except laundry and an extended phone call with a friend who described me in glowing terms, and also said "I'm never going to get rid of you, am I? No matter how much I tried to scrub or sanitize my life, you're like a fungus, aren't you?"

He loves me.

As do we all, who have been so blessed with the Diva fungus.

 

[Recidiva]

As do we all, who have been so blessed with the Diva fungus.

See, all you need is a clear schedule in which to annoy people and you can be a fungus too!

 

[rgraham666]

Haven't done much today except tend to personal hygiene and feed myself.

Couldn't really be bothered to achieve much anyway. The way I feel these days, I don't think there's much point to it.

 

[Aurora Black]

Apparently, all our friends in our age group have suddenly thrown themselves into this insane whirlwind schedule.

My soul is dying. Call Interpol.

 

[Selena_Kitt]

I'm sitting down for my (scheduled) lunch break, which means it's a Lit break as well, and I'm still feeling oddly squirmish. (NO, that isn't a real word, but it should be.) AFter 25 years of chaotic, unscheduled and generally unruly lifestyle- I decided on my past birthday to make a big change. Go back t school, get my house finished once and for all, and keep it that way, start a schedule and stick to it. The result...

Overachievement.

Last night a friend and I were emailing back and forth the joys of mid-twenties madness. Apparently, all our friends in our age group have suddenly thrown themselves into this insane whirlwind schedule. Mine for today:


7a.m.- kids to school. Start laundry, run dishes, clean up living room.

Pick up feed, go to bank, deposit check, and drop feed off at the barn by 9.30

Clean stalls, go to Mom's.

Last minute touch up and edit of my first essay for class.

Conference call with counselor at 11, post work to the school server, pick up kids by noon.

Lunch, naps, figure out how to fit three more loads of laundry in between 12 and 1.

Wake up the kids, get them bathed and dressed, go to the doctor for shots.

Get home by no later than 2.45 to catch eldest off the bus, homework, snacks all the way around, and change out of school clothes into play clothes.

Take kids back to Mom's, go teach a double lesson from 4.00 to 6.00 for two snotty teenage girls.

Pick up kids from Mom, throw them in the tub while I burn something for dinner, and finish the last load of laundry.

Kids have to be in bed by 8.30 at the absolute latest.

Somewhere in there, I have to manage to feed the dog three times (high metabolism), take her out for a run, make sure the kids all brush their teeth, scrub out the bathroom, get my next paper started for both classes, call City Hall and get a receipt for the land taxes, pick up my mom's newest batch of prescriptions from the pharmacy, take back a movie, put two new rails up in the dressage ring I'm building, talk to my boss, mail off my husband's weekly paperwork, and finish Chapter 7 of American Baby and 46 of Falling.


Now, a lot of that is taken care of already, and the doctor's office called and cited computer problems, so I'm rescheduled for Thursday, but still- what a disaster, eh? Anyone else doing this insane overacheivement thing? Come vent, share, commiserate, or just laugh.

just reading this, I need a nap!

 

[FallingToFly]

Rob, sorry to hear you're not feeling quite the thing. May I recommend a course of Georgette Heyer? Light-hearted and playful Regency romance with a healthy dose of sly sarcasm, and some very pretty flirtations.

Rora: Scamp. Ingrate. Don't make me come and trounce you- I shall call you out, verily, and make a cake of your puppyish maundering!

*grins* I have to go walk the damn dog...

(And thank you, Rora, for the RCV on American Baby 6. I love that little story!)

 

[Aurora Black]

Rora: Scamp. Ingrate. Don't make me come and trounce you- I shall call you out, verily, and make a cake of your puppyish maundering!

*grins* I have to go walk the damn dog...

(And thank you, Rora, for the RCV on American Baby 6. I love that little story!)

You're welcome. And I want some cake to go with my herbal tea (Damn you, Kev).

 

[FallingToFly]

just reading this, I need a nap!

It's crazy, isn't it? On the bright side- tomorrow is worse.

 

[cloudy]

Your schedule reminds me of mine when I was raising a toddler, taking 18 hours of classes trying to stay on time to graduate (not online - this was a long time ago), and working full-time to be able to pay for everything.

Makes me tired just thinking about it, but I got through it - you can, too.

 

[FallingToFly]

Your schedule reminds me of mine when I was raising a toddler, taking 18 hours of classes trying to stay on time to graduate (not online - this was a long time ago), and working full-time to be able to pay for everything.

Makes me tired just thinking about it, but I got through it - you can, too.

ty darling.

 

[CharleyH]

Your schedule reminds me of mine when I was raising a toddler, taking 18 hours of classes trying to stay on time to graduate (not online - this was a long time ago), and working full-time to be able to pay for everything.

Makes me tired just thinking about it, but I got through it - you can, too.

I don't have kids, but life is pretty full and enoyable. I am sure, as Cloudy says, you get through it, yet I am also betting its a joy beyond all others to get through it with and for your kids and also for you. Much luck and joy.

 

[FallingToFly]

I don't have kids, but life is pretty full and enoyable. I am sure, as Cloudy says, you get through it, yet I am also betting its a joy beyond all others to get through it with and for your kids and also for you. Much luck and joy.

Ty, Charley.

 

[SeaCat]

Damn and people say I have an overactive schedule.

Today I was up at my usual time of 0445.

Showered and straightened the place up while my wife took her shower. Then out the door at 0600 heading towards work.

Out of work at 1530.

On the way home stopp to do a bit of food shopping. Get home at 1630.

Feed cats, clean out two litter boxes, shower, change and be ready to roll again at 1700. (Yes another shower, I work in a Hospital.)

Off to the Softball game.

Oops, stop and get gas on the way.

Turn around and go halfway back to the place so we can pick up a team member who's car is not running.

Play Softball. Leave field at 2155.

Drop off several other team members on the way home.

And now I've eaten, showered once again and am surfing the web.

Tomorrow though will be much better. Off from work and the only things I have to do is visit the local home improvement store. Pick up the materials I need and put up Hurricane Shutters on several windows.

Cat

 

[Aurora Black]

You guys are going to want to kick my ass, but this is what I did yesterday:

8am: Alarm clock went off for BF. I went back to sleep.

10am: BF woke me up before leaving. I got up and cooked breakfast. Surfed a bit before showering and dressing. I also wrote for a while.

12pm: Went out to run errands. Post office. Grocery store. The butcher's for pork chops. Returned home and put stuff away. Unwrapped my package and oohed and ahhed for a while. Went back to writing.

1:30pm: Started cooking lunch.

2:30pm: Called BF's office for him to come eat. (This is the normal lunchtime for Greece, btw.)

3:30pm: Cleaned up the kitchen, then did general cleaning of the house. Went back to writing.

5:30pm: Went online and talked with my editor about stuff while posting randomly on Lit.

(Here comes the ass-kicking part. Watch for it...)

12:30am: Bedtime.

 

[FallingToFly]

Lucky bitch. And good morning, everyone.

 

[Aurora Black]

Lucky bitch.

Lucky or just lazy?

 

[FallingToFly]

I have pink bunny slippers, a cold drink (vanilla rum in peaches and cream ice cream milkshake) and tarot cards, even after a hell of a day. *snerks* I am officially a not-so-lazy bitch now.

 

[FallingToFly]

My new weekly schedule, for the foreseeable future.

Mon-Fri
6.00a.m. Get up, dressed, wake up kids, feed oldest, brush teeth and hair all round, wash faces and hands. Feed dog, feed lizard.
6.55 Send oldest to bus
7.00 Take other two to school, head to barn if I'm working that day, otherwise, go home and start laundry. If working, feed, hay, water, turn in/out horses, muck stalls, feed cats, work Luke.

Mornings: Wash/dry/fold/put away laundry, make beds, do dishes, wipe down kitchen counters, take out meat to defrost for dinner. Run any errands and pay bills. Check email and school- turn in assignments that are due, check message boards and respond to discussion questions. Try to sneak in some research for course-end paper.

12.00noon pick up youngest two from school, give them their snack, wash hands, faces and feet and put them down for a nap. Feed dog.
1-3p.m. Sweep/mop floors, finish laundry, tidy up living room, wipe down bathroom, dust as needed, vacuum rug in living room, put away clutter, make tea.
3.00. Oldest home, wake up kids, snacks, homework for oldest. Send them out to play or sit them down to watch a movie while I start dinner prep.
5.00. Clean bedrooms, start dinner cooking.
6.00. Feed kids, doublecheck living room to make sure it's tidy, clean up kitchen.
7.00. Baths, pajamas, play with kids.
8.00 bedtime.
After that I have to finish whatever homework is due for the next day, pull out kids clothing for the next day, take a bath, try to finish whatever writing projects I have plannedout for the week, hopefully submit one or two, and take a bath myself. I need to be in bed by 11, and somewhere I need to fit in time to molest my husband (he gets cranky when he doesn't get laid), deal with my beloved editor, take phone calls, clean out my car, do the shopping, and do my husband's paperwork for the week.

That is my next five years, lol. I think I've lost my tiny little mind.

 

[Belegon]

I looked at Selena's legs on the dashboard av and managed to not immediately start masturbating...

HEY! It took real effort! I'm worn out from the lack of sinful behavior I didn't engage in!

 

[rgraham666]

Considering that for about eight years getting out of bed required all my emotional strength, I consider any day when I do more than that a good one.

 

[CharleyH]

Ty, Charley.

Never thank me - I don't need it FTF.