Integrity Means Admitting When You Fuck Up

This is an email I sent to one of the program administrators for grad school. She was exceedingly kind when she wrote back. (Thank Gawd.)--

Dear Jane,

Thanks for getting back to me. I'm starting to feel like a horse's patoot. I'm generally very tech savvy, but I think my problem here--and it is MY problem--is disorganization.

I was unprepared for the overwhelming amount of email I get from Q, R, S, T and Y, and associated other groups, and I was filing them all under "Q" in my yahoo folders.

THEN....yesterday, yahoo decided to convert my 6-year-old email account to it's new, more Google-like version, and I couldn't find anything. I got "Open House" confused with "Orientation." Regardless,

I couldn't find the link for the Open House.

So I opened a new gmail account that is ONLY for XYZU, and I have multiple folders, by type, (i.e., career resources, student group x, conferences, etc.) and  will be transitioning over throughout this week. I am also going to put the link for each live event I want to attend into my Outlook Calendar--I used this with great success in my work environment, I'm not sure why it didn't occur to me to use it for school. Thanks for the tip.

And lastly, I have ADD. It's not like it was when I was a child, but I still wrangle with it daily. Generally my plan is to use the OHIO function:  Only Handle It Once. And because it's summer, and I just started a new job, I let my emails get out of control. So, I am, in effect, a horse's patoot.

I will endeavor to be less of one, because this program is very important to me.

Thank you for your patience and understanding.

Jewels