Freedom vs Commitment

It is not even mid December, and we are planning for the upcoming summer interns, and I am already panicking about how I am supposed to supervise six of them together this time!   We have six months to go, and I think I do not have enough time to define their projects, find them lab space, ....  Something is wrong in this bureaucratic system, or maybe perfectly fine.  Everything is accounted for and taken care of in advance.  Maybe it is just time's fault flying so fast, wrapping winters and summers around each other so quickly.  Can you imagine how hard it is for me to adjust from this world of rules and plans to the one that is not sure what time one would meet for dinner on a daily basis!?  It drives me crazy, pulls me to two opposite directions, and it never gets old.  Extreme rigidity and extreme flexibility do not mesh well together.  Not for me at least, and I am afraid my nature always leans towards the rigid planned world.  Even though commitment phobia people think planning steals their freedom, ties them to a certain plan and place for a certain time,  I find it liberating.  If I know when exactly I am doing a certain task, say 3-5 pm on Wednesday, it means I can do anything else the rest of the time.  If I do not know it, that 2-hour task is floating all over my thoughts and schedule, assigning a probability to every time slot, claiming them all and none, distracting me from focusing on other tasks.  I am happier, more productive, and energetic if I know what I am doing when, but that is just me.