“Though this be madness, yet there is method in’t.”
I am, by nature, a very methodological, organized person.
Some might even dare to say that I am anal retentive.
I have systems, I have routines, I make lists, and I highlight things off that list when they are complete.
There’s a sense of accomplishment that follows completing said lists, and in my line of work, if I didn’t make a list for everything from the stories I have to write on any particular week and pages to design from the newspaper’s dummy to where I’m at during the interview process – leaving voice mails, times I’m supposed to call back – I’d go insane.
I’ve always been like this, and in an industry where so many people seem to fly by the seat of their pants, I think this is a much better way to be.
Besides, some day I hope to be surrounded by other anal-retentive list makers like myself and know that we will delight in each other’s company and the sheer organization we provide.
It’s not that I’m rigid. I’m adaptable to change, as you really need to be in the newspaper business, but I just don’t like the feeling of running around like a chicken with its head cut off. I don’t think it begats anything good.
For awhile, running a business – or a department or a life – like that may deliver a quality end result so long as there are good people under the decision makers to truly make that happen, but eventually, the bottom is bound to fall out.
And there I’ll be, rapidly scribbling away a list to build everything back up again.