And you are late because... I couldn't find my other shoe! I was trying to scuffle through a runty apartment, one heel on in search of the other while holding on to the tight grip i had on the hair curling tongs on my head. I was literally a mess! Last night was one of those YOLO ones so i inevitably overslept the next morning. I had my head burrowed under the custom 16 inch oak bed, how i treasure slumber even on an intern's budget, with a torch firmly held to my right in search of the other left side to the only pair of shoes i could wear. There's no getting out of this one, i thought. Not on record for ever being absent on Friday afternoons. I have a defiant middle-aged woman for a boss, did i mention she's balded, so how she always goes on about punctuality at the workplace is driving me nuts at this moment. Not that she's one of those annoying guard bosses, although she might be at times but what i love most about Miss Kibali is that she is one to say the right thing, especially when you need to hear it the most: and i was hearing it alright. in times of lack of a sense of direction and uttermost confusion, a look into one's time management could be of help, she says. Time is an important asset in the attainment of our goals but unfortunately we never realize its essence thus fail to effectively plan or lay out a good schedule and it turn plan to fail by inevitably failing to prioritize whats important. when you don't plan, she once told us, you leave yourself vulnerable to derailleurs. such could be anything, watching T.V or scrolling down your social media accounts in an attempt to postpone important tasks. Procrastination is a sure way to call it. to beat it you need not sleep off your whole mornings or afternoons but rather challenge yourself by getting up early in the morning and completing your tasks so in the end you have enough time for leisure. Its all about being ahead of the game. You start your day early, you finish it in time and soon everybody's going be trying to catch up with you like I was that morning with time! In a fit of anger, I was convinced that nothing good would come out of this day seeing that i hadn't done anything right. Except maybe my make up which would be dealt with at the office washrooms after I'd fought a losing battle with traffic, Good Lord! I'd now settled for a terrible day at work. Started out as one of the worst so we might as well call it one. My nerves are exploding at this point and I'm trying to figure out whether its the lost shoe that's giving me a headache or the hangover i garnered from last night. I searched my tolerance off in that apartment with some journalist in my ear talking about some breaking news over my telly's worn out sound system. The situation couldn't have become more worse as the conversation I'm about to have with my boss nagged the wits out of me. If only I had the place organized. The demon that is unpreparedness Miss Kibali says, greatly influences our output not only at work but in everything we do because once you are not prepared for whatever, you lack the motivation and confidence to tackle it. I guess the problem lies beneath underestimating the workload or overestimating the time left to prepare. We've all done it before, I for one thought i could make it in time for work after a wild night out with my friends and look what happened. I left for work in rugged Maasai sandals, you know the ones we use for trips to mama mboga's, yes those ones. I was inconsolable the whole day!