Entry FeedIn the past, I would never had considered myself a detail-oriented person (I also don't consider myself an extrovert, nor type A for the record).
I like the big picture, strategic thinking, plan - not implement kind of thing. I am terrible at completing projects, because though I love to start things, once the minutia starts I am sick of it and onto something else.
Except, I find in this fast paced world of information, I like things to be accurate. This means planning, double checking, and rechecking again. I hate being caught unaware or off guard.
Look, I am not perfect, but I try my best. And I don't expect perfection from everyone in this world, just the people whom I have to deal with regularly.
Take today, for example. We got home a FULL COLOUR PRINTED invitation to Peanut Lacrosse Select Try-outs, BUT THE DATES WHERE WRONG!!!
Really? Come on! You go to the trouble of printing something to hand out to close to 100 people, and you don't double check the dates? Apparently, no one caught that it should have read TUESDAY April 27th. Now I feel like a moron canceling my babysitter at the last minute.
Now, I have 5 schedules to cross reference and co-ordinate. It is hard enough without dealing with inaccurate information.
But I hate to say it. Accuracy of information seems to be more of an issue when there are men in charge.
I don't know how anything has ever gotten done with men running the world for the past 5000 or so years, but I am sure that it could have all been done a lot more efficiently with moms running the planet. Sure, the obelisks, skyscrapers, and other phallic symbols would never have been built, but I could guarantee that everyone would be eating three meals a day and getting plenty of rest. Plus calendars would be accurate. Too much to ask?