I am a man of expectations. That is to say, I build expectations of what a day, or an event, or an outing will be like, based on the available information, and emotionally prepare myself for that. If the experience doesn’t match the expectations, I can get a little cranky (just ask Margie).
So I really hate it when a day that starts out as, “I need to do this, this, and this, go home, and I’ll do this, and this, and then I can relax” ends up getting a steady stream of “and this” items inserted at various places (not to mention “oh, and this, when they get it back to me this afternoon”), and “and then I can relax” gets pushed out on the schedule to around 9 p.m. or so …
*sigh*
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Erg.
And the tangental problem of a full day in which you can’t get to everything, because things take longer than you expected, which tends to be my personal arch-nemesis.
Oh, I gave up fighting that one long ago. 🙂
Dude, totally with you on this one.
I sort of gave up when I came home and decided to play CoX instead. 😛