Expectations come easy. Fulfilling them are hard.

Trying not to be so hard on myself, setting aside personal time seems simple for everyone else.

I could declare, “It WAS easy and I had PLENTY.”

People begin stacking up their presumptions upon you, wanting all to be completed.

Organizers and alarms for an absent-minded person like me seem like an excellent solution.

But impish circumstances always seem to invite themselves to sanitize my already planned to-do lists.

Irritated.

I do want to meet all expectations. I do.

 

I do need my personal time. But why does it seem hard to show consideration for?

Wondering. . .