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I wouldn’t say that I’m paranoid necessarily. It’s more or less obsessive-compulsive behavior in regards to time and time management.
I set three alarms every night, for example. Why? Because I’m terrified that I’ll accidentally turn the first one off in the middle of the night (for no reason whatsoever), that I’ll accidentally turn the second one off in the morning instead of hitting snooze, and the third is set in case the snooze doesn’t go off.
When the clocks changed this past Spring, I wasn’t used to having so much sun come through the window in the early morning so I sprung out of bed an hour before my alarm was set to go off and freaked out cause I thought I was late for work. I still find myself waking up in the middle of the night, reaching for my phone to check the time. BF doesn’t get it. He probably thinks I’m nuts and I can’t say I blame him.
This is hardly the extent of my obsession with time. Others include: being at least 30-minutes early for everything (work, social events, dinners, parties, etc); detailing my life in two (yes, TWO) planners to make sure my I’ve allocated enough time to each commitment; and I balance my check ledger about 5 times a day.
I don’t believe in being fashionably late. Promptness is perfection.