If it were not for the last minute, many things wouldn’t get done
For centuries, the first thing women have done is to light the fires in the kitchen. Their day, especially in the developing countries, starts with boiling the milk, making tea or porridge and/or breakfast for the family who will soon leave the home.
However much I have evolved into the persona of emancipated, western oriented, independent woman who has only a single responsibility..my husband..left, I still continue to do the same. The schedule is brushing teeth and then setting a pan of milk to boil. I then cut up some papaya for my husband who is already up as he rises early and has learnt to make his coffee.
Then the day winds on with regular activities interspersed with sudden assignments, errands etc. However, I do have a running list of ‘things to do’ that generally get done as scheduled.
I must talk about my husband’s—you will see him in my blogs--predilection for doing things at the last minute. The maxim at the top was presented to him as a plaque when he was racing to complete the refurbishment of the out-of-city branch of the bank in which he worked. He completed 56 automation and refurbishment projects in a matter of two years including relocations! So you can imagine the number of ‘last minutes’ that he and I had to cope with as every individual project was date and time bound. He also rushed through many big projects in his career as a Consultant Civil Engineer including one in ’76 where an African countries conclave, OAU, took place in Mauritius. Idi Amin was to step down as the Chairman of this association and Sir Seewoosagur Ramgoolam, PM of Mauritius was to take over. The important item on schedule was to custom build a chair to take Idi Amin’s weighty personality. Even the car in which he was riding was suitably bolstered up!
This was an experience gained from ‘handling’ His Heaviness The King Of Tonga for whom a ceremonial raised platform was designed to receive him at the Chennai airport—way back in the late 60’s. Everything went according to schedule until he sank into the back seat of the VIP car and needed to be heaved out from the sunken seat. Thank God another car had been arranged for his equally heavy wife!!
After retirements schedules have become relaxed other than meal times and medicine intakes!!