Generally speaking, I am a planner. I like to know what we will have for dinner in the next few days, and I like to have the ingredients lined up in the fridge. I also like to have meeting friends scheduled, say Thursday eve, so during the semester I can prepare lessons on Wednesday for Friday and enjoy Thursday evening out carefreely. I guess planning ahead gives me a sense of security and control over my days that I have appreciated for a long time.
In the holidays, especially at the beginning, I often find myself torn.
On the one hand, I have all the free time in the world and nobody that tells me how to fill it or what to do, and I am free to choose where to go and whom to call. Thus I enjoy just living in the moment, and starting the day slowly and then spontaneously deciding what to do.
On the other hand, I sometimes feel the need to plan and to make lists of possible activities I could do (finally buy that basket for my bike😛, create the photobook of our vacation, try out a yoga studio, visit a friend that has just had a baby, …), though kind of refusing to make an actual plan when to do them.
Mostly, in the holidays, my carefree non-planner self wins. 🙂😉🙂As a result, I feel relaxed and at peace with everything.
It seems silly to be stressed out just because I do not know what to eat in the eve. 😇😂 Moreover, not planning feels more natural to me somehow, yet takes more effort at the same time.
It is then I find myself wondering why I can not be this relaxed (about) not planning anything when I am working?
Something to ponder. 😊