O is for Organized. I didn't use to be this way. When I was in high school I was so messy that I had to clear a path from the door to my bed. I changed when I was in Peace Corps. In a confusing world my personal environment was the only factor I could control. I like to think that I'm organized but not anal. I don't mind a little messiness, but I like to take care of it as soon as possible. MoBob accommodates me as much as possible, though he rolls his eyes when I alphabetize the spices. Sometimes we hold little planning sessions, most recently for his grad school applications. He's improved a lot as well - before we met he rarely used a planner but now he consults his faithfully.
Today is the last day of a three-day training I've been attending on USG regulations. It as exciting as you can imagine. I've been through an in-house training with my previous previous employer several years ago so this is a good review. Unfortunately the training methodology is straight lecture. I would've preferred a case study approach - taking a project from proposal submission to close-out and seeing what regs apply where and why. The training is in a conference room at the American Red Cross national headquarters. Outside the building has a traditional facade, inside is a light and air atrium surrounded by offices. Amazing that the inside was renovated while the outside remained intact.