Loosey-Goosey

I wish I could be casual and relaxed. I always admire people who appear calm, cool and collected. Ahhh, to be loose as a noodle at all times. I am not that person. I like to make a plan and have it work out. Which it often does not. I say that as someone who just spent a weekend at Disney World. Rush to wait is what I say about that place. Oh, it's supposed to be the happiest place on earth, which it is, most of the time. But, there's a lot of standing in line, to stand in another line, to wait.

It has been pointed out to me that I may overreact just a tad bit. I am so good at telling everyone else to live in the moment. Enjoy the good times. Go with the flow. Not so much myself. So, here's my plan, I shouldn't have a plan. If I don't plan, I can't possibly have anything to worry about. So my new plan is not to have a plan. Maybe that's too much to ask. I can't go cold turkey. Maybe I can still have plans, make lists, etc., but I will learn to be flexible. I don't want to miss out on the world around me because I'm too busy hand wringing over my plan. So, I will plan on being more spontaneous and flexible. OK. This may take some doing. Rome wasn't built in a day.