My dreams are full of missed deadlines

[bill_schubert]

One of the problems of retirement is I'm out of the habit of having looming deadlines.  I used to get up at 6:30, ride my bike 20 miles, take a shower, have some breakfast and eat my morning frog before opening the doors of the business at 9.  This was repeated every weekday (I finally put my foot down and closed the business on weekends).  I was done with anything important long before lunch and then just kind of cruised after that to the business close at 6.

The daily requirements were piled so high that if I slowed a bit they would be over my head but my ADHD side was in heaven.  It was a weird kind of happy but it did work for me.

Then I stopped.  Now I revel in looking at my empty schedule.  Zoe still gets me up at 7 (somehow that girl has a damn watch... wakes me up at 7 and then later in the day finds me wherever I am to tell me it is 3 o'clock and time for dinner) and makes me take her for our mourning trail walk.  But we're back before 8:30 and most days I'm done for the day with only the weather to worry about.

BUT.  

Tomorrow I've got to take her a couple of hours down the road, be there by 9, and try to collect urine and feces from her within an hour of arrival.  And to raise the level of stress I've gotten a reminder nearly every day that I've got to respond to or the appointment will be cancelled.  I'm guessing they have had some flakes.  The event has worked its way into my dreams.  I'm out of practice dealing with required events, with people's expectations.  It is annoying and screwing up my sleep.

Plus I just realized we're driving east into the sunrise so add to the fact I'm going somewhere I've not been before, on a schedule, and driving into the sun with morning school traffic.  UGH.  The things I do for canine science. 

Comments

[mairi-dubh.livejournal.com]

My sympathy to you on all points except the ADHD which as far as I know doesn't apply to me.

Our cats run on KTT: Kitty Tummy Time, and they, too, expect to eat at three o'clock (a.m.) and three o'clock (p.m.) and have grudgingly accepted a compromise of the two five o'clocks because Mean Mom, here, refuses to get up every night to give them a meal on their genetically-coded hunting and eating schedule. (Sorry, kitties, but it's not fair on me, either. I can do five a.m. and at least one of us is here to feed you at five in the evening.)

[taz-39.livejournal.com]

Today I can 100% relate to the "required events & peoples' expectations" thing!

I had a covid test this afternoon, and kept getting confirmations that I needed to reply to.
Finally I arrived for the test, early, but had to wait in line at the drive-thru for so long that I ended up 15 minutes late.
I was FREAKING OUT because all of the reminders had said "Show up within 10 minutes of your test or it's CANCELLED" and this is pretty much my last chance to take it! But when I got up there they acted like I wasn't late at all. Sigh.

[bill-schubert.livejournal.com]

After I wrote this I got another phone call (to VM, I don't normally answer the phone) reminding me of all the stuff I'd been reminded of half a dozen times including in writing with the sample packaging I need to REMEMBER TO BRING WITH ME.

So annoying.

Glad you got your test.

[stainsteelrat.livejournal.com]

What business did you have?

I'd forgotten about the frog quote. I tend to leave the tough jobs for "Morning Mark" when I'm tired.

[bill-schubert.livejournal.com]

I owned a computer service business for 12 years. Started out in a car by myself and ended up with a pretty nice building we owned and lived in with four employees (had as many as six at one point). First and only business I've ever had. It was a ride.