... you know what? Yes, I am the problem. However, I can handle the problem that I am fairly well, at least for the most part. My planning sucks, and it's always a close call, but it works, so it is NOT, in fact, the actual problem. The problem is when someone whom I did not take into consideration when I made my sucky, much-too-close plans suddenly comes up and needs me to run half a dozen errands* ON THE ONE DAY ON WHICH MY ENTIRE FUCKING PLANNING DEPENDS. THAT is the problem.
*or, at any rate, a quarter dozen.
*or, at any rate, a quarter dozen.