I’ve always thought of myself as a “fly by the seat of my pants” kind of gal. I’ve never been one to make plans too far in advance. I’ve never cared how the towels are folded as long as the cabinet door will close. I’ve never been meticulous. About a year ago, that began to change. I started mapping my life out on a calendar sometimes several months in advance. I started teaching preschool to 4 year olds and it kind of drove me crazy to get “off schedule.” When I get ready for a shoot, I double check every bit of equipment and then check again and then sometimes check again in the car because I worry that I forgot something. And then once summer began, I started getting this house in order. What is happening to me? Who am I? Am I becoming…..responsible?! Oh no! It can’t be!! This can’t be happening to me!!! I need an intervention.
But I still don’t give a rip how the towels are folded as long as the door closes.