17/03/2026
Inside the mind of a self proclaimed, dysfunctional perfectionist...
My house, is organised chaos. I organise and everybody else brings the chaos.
I have methods, invisible schedules stored securely in my mind, I have efficient ways of doing nearly every task, it's almost like i cant waste steps, and if i dare have to retrace steps with no level of productivity, then where did i go wrong? Oh, and if anybody interrupted the process or schedule that they dont even know exists, well quite simply I erupt...
My expectation is not on them, it is on me. If my 'list' isn't done in time, how can I relax or even eat. My mind won't allow down time until all the things are done.
The problem is the little people jeopardise my PB and then I lose. If I lose then my inner voice, my inner critique says, 'that's not good enough', 'you should have planned for that'...
Enter the next stage of overprepared, exhausted and slightly unhinged Kim to make sure ALL the THINGS are planned, organised, no stone left unturned, I will succeed, my imaginary list will be done with precision, Because I have thought of EVERYTHING!
Cue ASD child having a meltdown, ADHD husband has lost something again and 7 year old, well 7 year olds just dont give a f #@! for organised plans, they laugh at organisation and thrive in chaos!
Let the eruption continue, im more active than Mt Etna!
Slightly unhinged, more like dilapidated! I need to be bulldozed and remodelled. My doors are off, windows wide open, paint faded and utilities work intermittently.
Yet, here I am every morning in my uggs, messy hair, coffee fed intravenously, with my invisible schedule, list and methods, ready to tackle another day, in my organised chaos, as a dysfunctional perfectionist...
