be more punctual, stop being late all the time

my #1 pet peeve is people that are late…i am alwwwaaays puctual

I’m okay with my timeliness (or lack thereof) patterns. And I think G is okay with them too now. I’m not late all the time. In fact, I am ridiculously early for work every day. If there’s a line-up to get in somewhere, then I am the one who makes sure we get there early. But I don’t care about being timely when I don’t appreciate the point of watching the clock. So what if I show up at a dinner at someone’s house 15 minutes late? Surely they will find something to occupy the time. But I won’t keep you waiting 15 minutes if I’m picking you up somewhere. I know you don’t want to be hanging around with nothing to do. It’s all about how your relationship with time is going to affect other people.

I think this issue was really about G & I growing as a couple. And I think we’re past this. Thank goodness.

I am a graduate student I have a huge problem of being late to almost everything – classes . . . my job. I am trying to figure out why I am always late. I think that part of it has to do with the fact that I am doing so much. I am taking 15 credits, am a single parent, work 20 hours per week with my assistantship, and work 10 hours for my practicum.

I think I need to dig out the information hidden in some boxes somewhere, I vaguely remember getting as an undergraduate. I am trying to remember how long this has been going on – since about high school. I went to a private school and there really were no huge negative repurcussions for being late (maybe that contributed). So, I floated down the river of life somehow making to today. Yet, I think there are many things now in jeapordy such as MY JOB unless I change my bad habit of being late. This bad habit is permeating all domains of my life and truly threatening my progress as a student, mother, and future professional in my field.

I am constantly on the go, going here and there and I occasionally miss going somewhere I am supposed to go because I just took a moment to breathe.

I read a blog about joining the military. She was taught to arrive 15 minutes before the actual time she was supposed to be there and that was being ON TIME. Being ON TIME was actually BEING LATE. So, I should join the military? They will help instill more strict structured way of living? Hmmn… actually I did think about it.

Anyhow, I really need to figure out something before I get deeper in this hole.

It is daunting though, where am I supposed to start? It seems like such a huge unconquerable mountain. Unless I let go some of my responsibilities – like quit my job. Umn . . . no, I have to pay my bills somehow.

Is there any hope?

I’m starting to think most of my goals are thwarted by my internet surfing. This one especially.

I give up, it’s not possible..

Well, it went off well today. I woke up to my alarm, fell back asleep, woke up to a phone call, fell back asleep, finally woke up 20 minutes late for my 1st class.

Conclusion: I suck.

But seriously…i used to always be late until i joined the military. They teach you that being 15 minutes early is on time and being on time is late. I have taken this rule of thumb into my daily life and have become very very punctual. The only downside is i am early for EVERYTHING and all my civilian friends are always LATE! I hate people who are late more than anything…but i used to be the late person so i don’t hold on grudges. Easy tip…set your clocks 10 minutes fast or just aim for the 15 minutes early is on time rule.

My wonderful bf thinks I’m a crackpot because of the things I do that make me late. He saw me stop to top the blooms on my rosebush as I was leaving my place and since then he hasn’t been as laidback about my perpetual lateness. He said he feels as though he’s not a priority for me.

I don’t want him to feel that way, but I also don’t like how this feels to me – trying to change the way I am to make him feel better in the relationship. Oh that sounds so cold but there is something about this that rubs me a little in the wrong way.

So here’s my compromise: I’m going to become better at estimating my arrival time. If I can make this change then I still get to go at my own pace and he knows when to expect me. Now all I need to figure out is how to do it.

with flexible hours, so nobody’s looking at their watch when I walk in the door. Now that the pressure’s off, no prob!