14 May 2005
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Lack of scheduled life - 8:20 p.m.
Something weird is happening.
I have nothing left to do. Okay, let me correct myself. I do have a few things left to do, like writing that speech and reorganizing a few pages in Tail. However, now that my days are unstructured, I find myself doing other things. I'm not talking writing more than usual (even though I've been doing that, too). I'm talking out of the ordinary things.
Take today, for instance. I went through my FBLA binder today. I was the secretary for two years (years 10 and 11). Who knew that I could accumulate a binder and a folder of FBLA papers in just two years? I guess that's the mark of being secretary. You always have more papers than everyone else. I'm sure all my minutes and thank-you notes are flying around somewhere in the deleted areas of cyberspace because the high school caches get cleaned out at the end of every year. At least I (normally) don't keep anything (too) important in there.
I also made a path between the middle of my bedroom floor and my closet. My room isn't that messy, but the chaos of the last few months translated into a huge mess that made its way to the front of my bedroom closet. I made a trail today. Most of what I collected was plastic bags and papers that I could throw out. Amazing.
I guess all this proves that I will never stick to a to-do list, no matter how hard I try. Maybe I should put "breathe" on there just so I'll actually get something done and I'll feel better.
Sure. Okay.
To Do:
1. Speech!
2. Everything else
3. Breathe