Organizational Arousal

I think I am happiest when there is something to look forward to. When there is any little thing out there on the horizon for which I can plan. I am the quintessential organizer - much to the dismay and chagrin of my cohorts and cronies. It is a struggle for me to resist putting, not only my own ducks in a row, but to resist neatly arranging the ducks of my friends and family as well (for I am often politely, and not so politely, requested to refrain from such activity).

And so how perfect for me that we face a new year…a moment of new beginnings. I have, at this very moment, an almost overwhelming impulse to rub my greedy hands together with glee as I contemplate the possibility. Teetering, as it were, on the brink of a new year…the threshold of 2006…I see limitless potential for organization and planning before me!

Typically at this time of year I am planning for a trip to Italy in March. However, this year I am shelving Italy and will go to London in February instead. And so there are airline and hotel reservations to make, fun places to scout out, theatre tickets to book, extensive research dedicated to determining whether there really are food substances called “toad-in-a-hole,” and the most bizarre of all…”beans on toast.” Ha! British humor…what?

Also…I want to know if a sweater is really a jumper, a trunk is really a boot, a lawyer is really a barrister, long distance calls are really trunk calls, and…most importantly…where does one fall if one does NOT “Mind the Gap?” I want to know how it feels to: drive on the wrong side of the road; sit on a ferris wheel so high that I can see all of London just by turning around; wander through streets where Shakespeare "barded"; be completely baffled by listening to my own language; pay nearly two dollars for every single English pound I spend (guess I could do that right here by running over to Nordstrom for the afternoon…heh), and be shot through a tunnel into Paris in only 3 hours. I want to: eat triffle with tea, marmalade with toast, fish and chips out of a newspaper, Yorkshire pudding with roast beef, and drink warm beer in a noisy pub. There will be people to meet, places to go, things to do.

There will be A D V E N T U R E ! Adventure requires planning. One must be well organized to plan for such a trip. (I do believe I am becoming aroused at this chain of thought…how twisted am I?)

I am in my element. I am looking forward to Londontown…oh yes I am.
2006…bring it on!!!