Spontaneity

As anyone will tell you, I’m not really known for being all that spontaneous. It’s true, you can ask anyone. It really is no secret that I like to be prepared for things and I like to have things planned out. I can seriously spend hours planning something if I have to…if for no other reason than to just make sure that I’m prepared. But expect me to fly by the seat of my pants with no time to plan…and I start to spazz out. Sure, I can do it…but I just don’t like to. But hey, I’m working on rolling with the punches and trying to be a good sport about everything. Case in point…the rest of my week.

My week was turned completely upside in the span of an hour. I was thrown a curveball late yesterday afternoon and now find myself headed to LA for the rest of the week. Yeah, I know, I planned a trip and am picking up and getting ready to leave with less than 18 hours notice…not bad, right? Aren’t you proud of me? I mean, I have a shitload of work that I still have to plow through and a bunch of personal commitments that I’m going to have to reschedule…but who says I can’t be flexible and accommodating, damnit. How I was able to do all that without having a complete mental breakdown is beyond me.

So for all you fools who say that I need to work on being more spontaneous…you can all suck it right about now.