with this type A business comes the need for a strict routine. i [literally] move through the same sequence of activities day in and day out. some times things will change [impromptu happy hour, suddenly ran out of peanut butter, etc.] and it totally throws me off. but, i didn't fully appreciate just how "tightly wound" i was until last week. when everything was wrong. like, everything. i was recovering from a perfectly normal weekend with C, preparing for several big work events, and just generally tired. therefore, nothing ran according to schedule. and my type A body went into shutdown mode. i [literally, no joke at all] gained five pounds in six days. i let my to do list double in size. i paid a bill only the day before it was due instead of weeks in advance. i didn't make my bed. i broke down a time or two [thanks C and momma for picking up the pieces]. all because the routine was ragged.
so, now i know. i know that my body [and mind. and soul.] requires repetition and regularity. i know that i need to feed my type A self with monotony and predictability. i know that the lists can't be completed until my life is in order. i know that shiznit is going to hit the fan when i have children. i know.