Stumbling,
Fumbling, and Bungling Through Life…that is what my son told me I was doing
with my life. He felt that I planned
nothing and attained nothing because of my lack of planning. He’s an engineer and every facet of his life
is planned.
So I drew a chart and on one end I
wrote extreme planner with characteristics of an obsessive compulsive
personality. On the other end of the
continuum I wrote non-planner. In the
middle with varying degrees of both extremes I wrote such words as plans some,
plans much and plans but appears not to be planning. In other words, no visible signs of
stress. I pointed to this line of the
continuum and said, “That is where I am.
It appears that I don’t plan, but I do and am flexible so that if it rains
on the day of the scheduled picnic, I don’t go to pieces. And I appear to be perfectly relaxed. Find yourself on this scale,” I challenged
him.
