I am a planner. Always have been, probably always will be. But it’s no secret that you can make all the plans you want, and it doesn’t always mean it will turn out the way you think. Without going too much into specifics (hopefully I can soon!), this happened to me in a big way recently. There I was, daydreaming about how my plans would go, and — boom! snap! — it probably was just not going to happen. There was that fleeting moment of disappointment, that feeling when you need to readjust your expectations, reset your compass, get your bearings again. And then I felt really excited by the new path that could be created because of the one that got blocked.
I’m sure this has happened to you too, right? One thing doesn’t happen, but another one does, and while you initially feel disappointed or anxious about it, it ends up being better in the end. The difference in this experience, for me at least, is that in the past, I’d let the disappointment period last longer than it should. It felt so much easier to be more “woe is me” than to embrace a totally new idea — maybe for even days or weeks on end. This time, with this particular situation, I was much quicker to embrace the new plan.
This surprised me, if I’m being honest. I thought I’d be more upset about the change than I was. It made me think that as I’ve gotten older, I’m becoming more and more adaptable. I mean, I was always reasonably adaptable, even as a kid, but now, things just seem to roll off my back a little more. I take things in stride. I’ve been trying to figure out what prompted this change, to be more easy going, more selfless, more go with the flow. I have a few theories, mostly having to do with entrepreneurship, marriage, and (puppy) motherhood, but really, the exciting part for me is that there’s been a change at all. I always heard that your 30s is truly when you come to know yourself, be okay with things, and prioritize parts of your life most effectively, and I must admit, I’ve been looking forward to that feeling for a long time. As I approach the new decade (about a year and a half away now!), it feels like it might actually be happening!
I realized this is all kind of vague since I’m like The Real Housewives of Beverly Hills over here and can’t tell you what we’re actually talking about in this instance. But you get where I’m going, right? How do you adapt to lightning fast changes? Well? Not at all? Do you cope with ice cream? Or (somewhat like me and perhaps foolishly) just make more plans…with a side of pizza and a bottle of wine?