Have you ever planned ahead for something that was, say two months off, and when the event or occasion arrived you were all ready and everything went according to plan right down to the last detail because you were on top of every aspect of the thing?
Yeah, me neither.
I don’t know why it is that I can feel comfortable with knowing something is coming and that I’m aware and making plans, when in every similar situation in the past I have relaxed into that comfort and then been surprised when the occasion was suddenly upon me.
Every similar situation?
Well, every one so far.
But hey, I’m only 59, it could all change with this next event.
… or the next one, maybe?
You’re either thinking, “Man, that’s exactly what happens to me, how does that happen?” or you’re an NT and you’re thinking, “How does that happen?”
Well, let me tell you …
… that I have no idea. No clue how it works. Not even a hint, to be honest.
I can tell you that feeling like I’m in control is the biggest high in my natural mind’s natural state of sobriety. And that when I think I’ve got things handled, I grab onto that feeling and hold on for the ride for as long as I can.
And I can tell you that when that feeling is wrenched out of my grasp by the realization that I’ve been thinking I’m in control for two months now and I actually only had two months and a day to be ready, it is always a shock.
Yes, it’s a familiar shock, but it’s still a shock just the same.
Birthday parties, radio show deadlines, whole seasons during which I had thought I’d get some particular thing done, blog posts, articles for magazines and websites, books read, storage reclaimed, folk festivals that suddenly need to be built, trash taken out, laundry done, it’s all the same horrendous, atrocious mess in my hands.
I’m sitting here waiting for a message about a job I have to do for someone, and writing a blog post to make good use of my time and I’m realizing that I have less than two weeks to finish my next radio show.
Now, that’s plenty of time in which to do one simple hour long piece of audio recording, right? Right.
I’m busy today.
I’m out of town tomorrow.
The next day there are things that need doing and celebrating and I’ve already committed myself to them.
Friday is a bit of a write-off, I have to get ready for our holidays which technically started on Thursday, and I have to set up and run my weekly open mic show.
We’re at the cottage for the weekend. I could record there, but I’ve been recording the first half in my upstairs office and if it’s all going to sound the same I kind of need to continue from there.
So, Sunday and Monday are also part of the weekend … still at the cottage.
And did I mention we’re on holidays? So … cottage all next week.
Well, then the show goes to air.
I’m going to have to really squeeze the few minutes I can get here and there to make them add up to an hour of radio.
And by the time the show goes to air, I’ll have found something else that has snuck up on me.