The Wilful Sunflower

Last week was really hectic - I had appointments every single day and lived in dread of forgetting one.

See, two weeks ago I forgot a work-related appointment. My supervisor nearly killed me, and I felt pretty bad myself. There IS no excuse for sheer absent-mindedness. Or at least, not in my world! :)

I can just hear Mom now: "Write it down!" she'd say. When I was in high school, she used to pester me to keep a diary and write down what I needed to do each day. My efforts never lasted beyond two weeks. So I gave up trying.

But of course back then I didn't have much to remember, anyway. "Go to school - do homework after school - practice piano - wash dinner dishes" - it's not like I was in danger of forgetting any of those! (And anyway, Mom was, unfortunately, always on hand to draw my attention to any neglected responsibilities. Sigh.)

Now that I don't have Mom around to nag remind me, I figured I probably need to start writing things down. The ol' memory isn't what it was... :p

So this morning I succumbed to the inevitable and got myself a pocket organiser. Sort of like a small notebook, actually. I have Joined The Ranks of the list-makers and personal-organiser-carriers. Oh no - I'm becoming like my parents! *shrieks and faints*

Not that there's anything wrong with being like my parents... *grin*

Last week, I was looking at wallets (or purses - isn't it the MEN who have wallets??!) and realised that I only ever buy black ones. Then I went one step further and realised, hey, I usually only buy black shoes. Because they're versatile enough to match any clothing and they look 'classier' or more elegant. (Why a lady needs 20 pairs of black shoes is something a man will never understand. Don't try to. hehee)

I have two pairs of red shoes which I've never worn because each time I think of wearing them, I think, "Oh, they won't match my dress" or, "No, they'll clash with what I have on". But wasn't that the point?? Isn't red SUPPOSED to stand out??!?

So you see, I try not to be boring and I don't think of myself as boring, but I am. And I just got boring-er today.

Eek!