Happy Confession Tuesday! You're hiding something ... I just know it. Unburden yourself. You'll be glad you did.
This is my new planner. I love it! It has little to-do lists for each day of the week. I'm constantly writing lists on envelopes and notepads, but this is just fun. I mean look: it's color coded and aesthetically pleasing!
I thrive when I have a purpose and when I can organize around a schedule. I like having plans. I like knowing what will happen next. I even like knowing when I have time to be spontaneous. Sounds boring, but it works for me. I've often thought this part of my personality may have contributed to the demise of my marriage. Maybe. Who knows. (Who cares at this point.) I've often wondered what am I teaching my children by living by a schedule.
Recently, my 7-year daughter--my beautiful, brilliant, free spirit, who reads at a nearly 7th grade level--was diagnosed with ADHD. I won't go into too much detail out of respect for her privacy. But from everything I've been told and everything I've read, structure and learning to live by schedules is just what she needs. Doing tasks in sequence, learning how to break down assignments into chunks, managing time--it will take her longer to learn these routine tasks.
These are things I know I can teach her.
Poetry is where the spontaneity happens. The page is where I feel most myself. Maybe it's the only child in me running amok in a safe space. Yes, I have time to play with the kids and hang out and not live by a schedule, but writing is meditative. I couldn't live without it.
Random confession: while the kids were in school, I spent almost 6 hours watching Burn Notice. See what happens when I don't have a schedule.
Another random confession: Did I mention I am teaching a writing course at SSU this fall called, "Creating a Happy Life"? Seriously.