Me? Organized? Not Really

It's so funny.  At work they call me organized and prepared.  I don't think of myself like that.  I know how much I don't get done.  I know what a mess my house is.  I know the truth about myself.

But the people who see me at work see another person.  They see the old lady who always comes with food to eat.  I like to eat, and I don't have the money nor time to eat out. I know that I won't function without the right food.  I have routines that I stick to, and those routines include preparing food to bring to work.

I'm also one of the only workers who always has a shirt with the store logo to wear. That's not because I'm organized.  It's because I don't have money to buy new clothes.  I get the work outfit for free, so it's what I wear to work.  That's not being "organized."  I certainly get dressed before going to work, so on a workday I dress in work clothes. And I always take a backpack, which has a work jacket if I'm coming from someplace else.  And on cold days I have extra work jackets to keep adding on to stay warm.  And if I'm still cold I take another jacket from work and get the logo put on.  That's how I'm up to three.  Yes, at work I look much fatter than I really am.

If I was really organized I'd get a lot more done in my life.