But You're So Fast

I am a type-A- personality. For those of you who know what I am talking about, and those who don't, basically what that means is I am one of those people who multi-task the multi-tasks. I say A- because I am comparing myself to my friend Jodi. Jodi, who operates on 3 hours of sleep and puts the G in go go go is definitely an A+. Much like myself, she wears this badge proudly. It's not always easy but hey, what are you going to do?

One of the characteristics of being in the type A category is that you are always moving fast. How else are you going to accomplish a whole bunch of things in a short period of time but by being fast? I have always been known as "fast." Growing up in a fast town like New York City, it was not unusual for a good girl to also be known as fast. Some of you may be thinking, well that's an oxymoron, good girl, fast... but I can assure you, there are loads of us out here and we really do exists.

You see, the major characteristic of being fast is having the ability to just think through the situation rather quickly. That is, visualizing the scenario in totality from the beginning, the middle, and the end. This, my friend, is quite different from acting impulsively, which some might say is acting too fast. Herein lies the difference. There's the caliber of fast where you stop to pause, ponder and pray. Then, there's the other kind of fast where you act willy nilly - that behavior, you want to stay away from. Having said that, I think fast, will move fast, I use to walk fast and before you know it, I've been there, done that, and look forward to the next adventure, chore, or deadline. That fast.

As there is an upside and a downside to everything in life, what's a fast person like me to do when the recipient of my text or email doesn't respond within 3 minutes or I ask a question and it's taking what seems like forever to receive an answer? The life lesson.... Instead of tapping my foot impatiently while slowly fuming inside, I do something else.

Since I know I will undoubtedly pick the wrong line to stand in at the supermarket, or anyplace elsewhere there is a line, I'll have something to read. Admittedly, wherever possible, if I grab one of the trashy newspapers or magazines from the stand that will work. It works because just as I get to the juicy part I'm up next and I have to put it down. Drats! Stuck on a rather lengthy bus or subway ride? Grab an Am Metro New York where on the last page is the Suduku puzzle - try fast to figure that one out. I have actually become so engrossed in that puzzle that I'm embarrassed to say that I have actually missed my stop on more than one occasion.

The best is if I am at home waiting, waiting, waiting on someone else to c'mon catch up. I'll clean out the kitchen cabinet or dresser drawer, pull out the vacuum, catch up on some emails, organize the coat closet, put things away (there are always clothes lying

around somewhere waiting to be put away), think about what I'll fix for dinner (although what to fix for dinner is always going on in the back of my mind) or heavens... sit down and write a blog. In other words, there is always something else to do. We don't have to get stuck in a feeling, thought, or habit for that matter. What else do you have to do? What else would you like to do? What have you forgotten to do? If there's anything you could do and know you could succeed what would that be? Write it down and then, do it. Fast.