In case you haven’t figured it out yet, I have a very Type A personality type. Wikipedia has this to say about what the personality type theory has to say about Type A personality type:
The hypothesis describes Type A individuals as outgoing, ambitious, rigidly organized, highly status-conscious, impatient, anxious, proactive, and concerned with time management. People with Type A personalities are often high-achieving “workaholics”. They push themselves with deadlines, and hate both delays and ambivalence.
I’m in that quote. In all seriousness, I tick a lot of those boxes. Ambitious, rigidly organized, impatient, anxious, proactive.
With this in mind, do you know what I spent my afternoon doing? (Obviously not, I guess.) Making spreadsheets to track household chores and other things around the house; updating my spreadsheets for our bank accounts, budget, and bill tracker for next year; and updating our Google calendars with things for the rest of this year and into next year (appointments we already have, reminders to schedule other things, and putting in events that we know – hope – will happen).
I know that organization is my way of dealing with both anxiety and ADD, but sometimes I have to step back and just say, “whoa.” I don’t know if all of it is really all that necessary, but it keeps me on point and on task, so… that’s a good thing, right?
I mean, we all create systems to help keep us on track for everything from finances to work to whatever. But at what point do you say that enough is enough? How much organization is too much? I wonder this about myself from time to time.
I’m a member of a few Erin Condren and planner groups on Facebook, and I see some of these women having four (four!) planners that they work out of. I can see two, sometimes. But three or more seems like overkill unless there’s a very specific reason. Sometimes it seems like they have planners just to have different planners. I’m going to admit, I just don’t get it. But to each their own, right? In reality – how is it different than my planner, my petites to keep me on track, and all of my spreadsheets? I mean, they help keep me sane, on time, and organized.
I’ve thought about it a lot today, and you know what they say. Those that live in glass houses…
This might be the most disjointed post I’ve ever made. Know what? Screw it. Not everything needs to be perfect.
Stay safe out there!