I can honestly say that I'm not really a goal-oriented person...or, better said, a planner. Ask nearly anyone and they'll say I tend to be a bit of a laid-back, fly-by-the-seat-of-my-pants kinda gal. That's not to say I can't plan, because I can, I just usually don't like to. If it's something big, I'll dust off my "weekly planner" mentality and get to crackin' on getting stuff lined up.
While planning isn't my thing...or thang...I've found myself calendering a lot more. Mind you, I'm not walking around with a palm pilot planning out my every last second, but I actually got a calendar for my office. -gasp- I know. I. Know.
Needless to say, the rest of February and March are going to be hellish. Not hell, because there is a light at the end of the tunnel, but hellish. Unfortunately, I'm going to have to work hard on not unleashing the hounds on my students.
In the next two weeks the culmination of months of planning (see I told you I could when I have to) will be realized in a graduate literary conference at the University of Idaho (let me just reassure you that I didn't plan this on my own -- I was part of a capable committee) -- which I will be presenting at. The week after that three drafted chapters of my thesis are due (a lot of all-nighters are going to be pulled for THAT one!). Then comes the "bliss" of Spring Break where I have to travel to Boston for a long weekend of presenting a paper at a different conference.
Oh, did I mention the added stress of finding a job for the fall teaching somewhere? I have to worry about CV's, Letters of Recommendations, Letters of Introduction/Purpose/Qualifications, etcetera, etcetera, etcetera.
The only thing keeping me going is that I'm almost done with school. If I can just make it to May 14th (and if I successfully defend my thesis), than I'm in the clear. The rest of my life will take care of itself...or rather it will when I start planning better.
Calgon, take me away!