Messy, Messy...

So What?

I'm a bit of a messy person by nature. Messy when I scrapbook, my hair is messy, my room is messy, my purse and the diaper bag are messy; but somehow, through it all, still rather organized. You may not be able to read my handwriting, but my planner has every obligation I have written in it. That pile of papers may look like a mess to you, but I know exactly what is in it, and why it is sitting where it is. You may not be able to find anything in my purse, but I have exactly what I need and can find it too :)

Slowly, I am becoming a much more "organized" person in the traditional sense of the word. This is due, mostly, to my DF, who sometimes wants to pull his hair out at sight of one of my messes. Being a mom, working outside the house, effectively running a business, finding time for my DF, and juggling all my other relationships and committments have all coalesced into a great motivator for being more organizationally inclined.

My leaps and bounds in organization became apparent to me this weekend, as I have been driven to distraction by several hitches in my latest design project. A particular client needed an EXTREME rush job (7 days from first contact to album finished and in hand), and after some discussion, I agreed to accomodate the time constraints. Then the first hiccup: overnighting the materials was pushed back by a day, client was sick. Second hiccup: overnighting delayed again, client was having trouble sorting her photos. Third hiccup: my cousin was killed, we have to leave on Tuesday for the funeral (design project due on Thursday). Fourth hiccup: Package was overnighted, but was not delivered on the corresponding day.

So now, here I am, trying not to tear my own hair out while I decide how to divert from my previously tight schedule, and finish a 22 page album design in less than 24 hours. And all this while upholding my committments as a mother, an employee, a business owner, a fiancee and a friend...