My kids are going to grow up and leave me next Tuesday. My boys are going into real, bonafide preschool for the first time, and my Fluffabelle will be in second grade. Not cool.
One of my roommates had a theory that people who are close tend to fight and drive each other nuts right before a separation, possibly to make the loss less painful. And yes, this theory was shared when we started bickering before graduation. I don’t know how well founded it is, but I’m going to use it to explain why Fluffy and I are alternately clinging like mollusks to each other’s hulls and firehosing each other off our feet. We throw our arms around each other and proclaim our undying, unconditional love, and then one of us annoys the other who glares and slams doors in protest over some trifle.
Amid this atmosphere of high emotions, there are clothes to buy, wash, and organize. There are lunches to plan, lunchboxes to clean, and shoes to order. All the while summer at its most unfeeling bakes us fiendishly.
Ostensibly Tuesday will be the beginning of me having “free time” in the morning. Ha!
Fluffy: When you get some free time, you could play Minecraft.
Me: When I have free time, I like to work on my house.
Fluffy: Or work on your singing or go to the gym.
Me: That’s right.
Fluffy: I guess you don’t really have that much free time, because your free time is really just a different kind of working.
Me: [Deep, soulful sigh]
It’s not really like that. I enjoy most of my work. Fifty-one percent at least!
But to my point. (Yes, I have one.) This summer’s checklist program instituted on the very first day of summer and stuck to almost perfectly through the very last weekend has been a tremendous success. My goal now is to start this school year off right. Previous years I have been in such denial about the beginning of school that I’ve muddled my way through the first weeks dropping balls everywhere. Not this year. My plan of attack:
- Order clothes (done). Wash clothes (working on it). Arrange weather appropriate outfits from front to back of closet so that Fluffy just wears the next one in line with minimal decision making.
- Find all hair do-dads and arrange by color.
- Input full year schedule into my phone calendar (done).
- Start getting the kids up earlier. (Started today, and it was torture to everyone including me.)
- Buy milk boxes and afterschool snack stuff in bulk.
- Prep lunchbag items for the week. (make little baggies of crackers and stuff like that)
- Get everyone haircuts.
- Purge mudroom board and bins.
I also have a list of action items before for my party on Saturday, and one for my voice studio of 16-18 people that also starts Tuesday, and one for my choir, and one for my audition in October, and ten for my house projects, and on and on. I am so grateful to have read Getting Things Done and implemented that system in my life through Evernote. It makes the impossible possible.