My life could not be further from structured. In fact, the only semblance of structure that I have is that time from five o'clock in the morning to six o'clock when I might sit down and write something here. And that only happens if I wasn't up all night cleaning up after a dog who we forgot to let out before bedtime the evening before.
My mother knows of this lack of structure and planning which I exhibit frequently. When she and my dad come to visit for a long weekend, we have gotten in the habit of playing extreme home makeover. Except this last time, I couldn't even foresee enough in to the future to get everything we needed. She worried that I wouldn't complete the room. That was September. She was correct. My goal is to be finished by Christmas. In my defense, though, I am halfway finished and I have put this inspirational saying on the wall that goes something like this...Carpe Diem. Although it's in English. With a few more words.