I love planners. Out of all of my beloved new school supplies each August, picking out a new planner was always my favorite part.
I also love google calendars. Plotting out my weeks and months way ahead of time and mentally readying myself for what is to come relieves my stress.
Planning is my favorite thing. I love spreadsheets, formatting, and documenting what’s about to happen and thinking of all the ways things could happen.
Some things that are planned are events that I’m not looking forward to. So, when it turns out that they are changed – whether ahead of time or in the moment – I welcome that sweet relief of getting out of something you didn’t want to do in the first place.
But, when a change of plans hits my carefully curated google calendar, and it’s definitely not what I had in mind…
Well, you can imagine.
Let’s just say, I’m not as graceful and flexible on the inside as I often try to portray to the outside world.
A change of plans and I, you could say that we aren’t exactly best friends.
I don’t like when things come my way that throw me off.
I don’t like when things happen that I’m not prepared for.
And, depending on how big of a deal it is, it takes me varying amounts of time to adjust my mindset, take a breath, and accept these new plans as my new reality.
Sometimes, I grow to resent it not unlike a small child who just wanted to go eat some ice cream at the shop that is closed.
Sometimes, I can even be a grown human adult and accept it, of course, quickly adding it to my google calendar as if that had been the plan all along.
Either way, I’m thrown off.
And, either way I respond, I know that it’s good for me.
Thus, to this next season of unexpected plans and plans that will change constantly without warning, I’ll try to be slightly more friendly to you and embrace you with a hug.
Changes and I — I think we are going to be okay.