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Suddenly no one is as organised as me

Brad Pitt and Angelina Jolie once had a production company called Plan B Entertainment. They are those types who always think about a safety net and ask the what if question first. If I had a production company, it would be called ‘Two for Twelve Productions’. I'm always just in time, or just a little too late.

But suddenly everything is different. I am organised. Very often I wrote about how you should live your life organise but I myself was the last one to apply it. I don't know how it happened, but it's me. I have babysitting arranged until the end of the year. If someone asks me for dinner or an event, the first thing I do is check my (digital, so always nearby) diary and then book one of the babysitters. Advantage: they are always available, because no one books their babysitter that far in advance and so they are still available. And that saves time and gives peace of mind.

I also think ahead. On Saturday, for instance, St Nicholas arrived, but I rolled out of a plane from Moscow and headed straight to Noordwijk where I had a gala. But the following evening, the children would be putting their shoes on. No problem, as I had asked our nanny to fetch three nice presents and sprinkles. You may think decadent, organised it is.

I used to (in the B.S.: Before Structure era) always reply ‘yes, nice’ when a dinner invitation appeared. To which girlfriends in the same app group sometimes intervened and said, ‘But then you'll be in Moscow, won't you?’ Now I leave the invitation for a while, check my calendar to see if I can actually make it and only then do I confirm. AND I book a babysitter.

Likewise. I also put travel time in my diary. Because if you have an appointment in Beesd at noon, you won't manage to be back in the centre of Amsterdam by 2pm.

Of those things. I have turned into a Rivella drink. A bit weird, but I'm happy about it. Would I finally real mature become?