I am usually a very neat person, in the sense that all my piles will have a purpose and reason in my own head. So I wouldn’t say I am a neat freak. But I would say that I really love, need, adore?, my plans.
I’m talking about to do lists, and day plans. I ask everyday, “what’s your plan for the day?” And it helps me organize myself if I know when I’ll be eating, when I need to work, and when it’s play time. It’s how I make sense of what I’m doing and stay sane. I like to plan when I’m working, so that I also get a sense of when it’s time to play and explore.
For me, as well, knowing when and what I’m going to eat next is a huge deal for me. It’s okay when I’m home and know I’m exposed to food, but when I’m on the road or what not, it makes me very nervous, more than that, it desettles me completely. I have a lot of stress thinking about needing to plan to have food as well as being uncertain when I can have it.
It wouldn’t be so bad if I were on my own, but on my recent trip, this lack of knowledge about plans, and especially food, drove me crazy. I spent so much money on food, just because I basically had to pack around food everyday that I could eat, in case we wouldn’t eat lunch (which happened twice), and I always had to plan tons of snacks and food. It was stressful and exhausting as well as wasteful in terms of food and money. I had to give some of it away because I just couldn’t finish it all some days and without fridges, it would go bad.
It drove me crazy, in a totally horrible way.