Wishful Thinking...

Well. It turns out the world does not revolve as smoothly and simply as it does in my head!

With 1 week to go before my intended departure I turned up at my local engineering yard with some weld-on peg extensions and a cheeky smile.
"Any chance someone can tack these on for me?"
"Course mate, bring it in in a couple of weeks time - bit busy for the moment"
Balls.
After explaining my situation they have said they can try and get it done on Friday if they get another job finished before schedule, but I'm not only going to have to write some kind of organisational notes down, but also remember about them and find them at the appropriate time in order to contact the right person at the right time. Highly Unlikely.

For reference, I have a diary, a google calendar and an organiser on my phone. None of which I am capable of using properly. I do have lists, but none are complete, many overlap and they're spread between envelope-backs, saved phone messages and my e-mail drafts. Organisation is not my forte...

Then I headed off to the local Motorcycle Garage.
"Hiya, I'm looking to get my cam chain replaced whenever possible this week."
"THIS week?"
Balls.
Same story - they have at least two weeks of work lined up, so again I had to beg for favours and they have managed to sort me out - if I leave my bike there they'll try and get it done by the end of the week in any spare time they find.
So, that's immensely nice of them, and I do appreciate their efforts, but now the off-road training I had planned with a friend on his farmland is off, all the little preparations and !

Why did I think I could just get all this stuff done at the last minute? If I wasn't so organisationally inept I could have got all of these things achieved in good time, but I have a near fatalistic last-minute mentality.

The world has spent years teaching me that anything is possible, and when you need stuff done, it just happens.
But today, this was proved all the way wrong. Maybe the world is telling me when you NEED stuff done, it happens somehow, right on target. But when you WANT stuff done due to "piss-poor-planning" it won't all go as sweet.

Maybe someday I'll learn...