I know this is AIBU but can some of us UP's have a break?
I have struggled with the issue of deadlines and punctuality most of my life. I actually dropped a degree class because I couldn't hand in my essays on time. That hurt nobody but myself. It was not a rational response. It was not pleasurable. I was not exercising power, or privilege, or anything like that. I was probably verging on clinically depressed.
I take exception to being told that because I tend to be late for things that I am selfish, self-centred and don't care about other people. As a SAHM, I spend my days doing stuff - cooking, cleaning, washing, appointments, chauffeuring, homework help, listening ear, you name it - for other people. It always, always takes about three times as long as I think it will. Even if I tell myself it will take longer than I think, it still takes longer. Head. Bang. Wall.
I have seriously considered that maybe I need to be electrically shocked every five minutes or something, just so that my brain can get re-set. As it is, I need to be practically obsessive in checking the clock so that I don't stress myself out rushing around and royally piss off most of the rest of the world.
I consider myself to have done well to keep most of my lateness to family (who are geared the same way) and the kinds of friends who give me enough leeway and know not to set rigid schedules. I never take these friends for granted.
Excuse essay. I now have approx. 7 minutes to grab a sandwich and a
before I set out for parent consultation at school, which requires 5 mins walk. I hope nothing derails this tight schedule...
...logs out and switches off computer...