My New Year's...Survival Strategy

I haven't committed to a new year's resolution this year, and instead have opted for a "I have to change something because I can't carry on like this" surival strategy. I have come to the realization over the past couple of months that I generally don't have it together as well as I used to. I have become very prone to letting little things (like calling the landlord to get the heating fixed, taking a little slip of paper to the bank, calling the milkman to set up my milk order and so on) slip and have started to live in a bit of a state of absent-minded disorientation state of disorganization. I used to be the person who would write people regularly, never forget a birthday and generally have all of my ducks in a row, but since moving (both over to the UK and more notably to the Parish Lockup) my ducks have become significantly more scattered, and it's really bothering me!

It might be because (as Katrin and I have been discussing a lot lately) being grown-up (I know I said last week I wasn't particularly grown-up, but today I feel so) involves having to also organize a lot of...crap...things that previously parents, siblings, University Residents Associations, etc used to take care of for us. But it's time I suck it up and stop pussy-footing around life! If I'm going to be an independent self-sufficient person it's high-time I take the bull by the horns and start behaving as one!

Therefore, today at lunch I will: go to the bank to drop off a little piece of paper I completed on the 22 of November, call the council (again) and tell them they really need to drop off our recycling box, call our landlords and ask them why our heating device can be heard from one end of the flat to the other, and oh...mail the Christmas cards I have sitting on my bedroom floor...

Yes, my friends, from now on I will be known as Joanna the Competent. Hear me rrooooooaaaaarrrrr!!

The new Joanna, perhaps? (I'm kidding!!!)