Change of Plans

If you know me, you know I am a planner.  PLAN.NER.  With not just a capital P, but with all capital letters.

Becoming a parent for the first time over six years ago was the start of learning to “go with the flow.”  Each subsequent child that was added to my little clan helped me learn even more and more to be flexible.

Recovered?  Not even close.  Can one be recovered from being a planner?  I wouldn’t want to be; it’s a vital part of who I am as a person and how I function from day to day without having a nervous breakdown.  However, when plans get fouled up or just outright fail, I do a lot better job of dealing with it than I used to – at least on the outside.

But I’m still a major planner.

So my suitcase has been packed since yesterday, my computer bag since this morning.  “Special” foods were bought and put away at the beginning of the week, so that the kids would have something to look forward to while Mommy was away.  The itinerary has been printed and sitting on the desk for days.

If you didn’t see/hear on the news, this happened today.

My entire weekend has been cancelled.  My time with my grandparents… cancelled.  My chance to see some family members I haven’t seen in a few years… cancelled.  My entire PLAN… cancelled.

I’m dealing with it.  Of course, first we looked into every possible option for still getting me out there, but it just isn’t happening, short of a small fortune.  (Yeah, I’m not quite there as a writer yet.)

So we re-plan.  Hubby’s long weekend with the kids is now a long family weekend, and we figure out another time in the future when I can get out for less than a fortune of any size.  We re-plan, we make the best of it, and we enjoy what we have instead of being disappointed or bitter about what we don’t have.

(Well, okay, disappointment is allowed.  But dwelling and sulking are not.)

So today instead of driving to the airport, we all went out for a “fun lunch;” and tonight I’m going to enjoy pizza and a movie curled up on the couch with my husband.

And tomorrow morning, when I wake up in my own bed, I’m going to unpack my suitcase, and plan for next week.

10 comments for “Change of Plans

  1. September 29, 2014 at 9:42 am

    Ugh, yeah I heard about it. What craziness. I hate to hear that it spoiled your plans. I hope you get to fulfill your trip again soon.

  2. September 26, 2014 at 8:04 pm

    Such a horrible tragedy and you are entitled to your disappointment. I agree with SK, there’s a reason you’re home and I’m glad you’re making the best of it. Sulking is highly overrated anyway. Enjoy your pizza and hubby time. 🙂

    • September 26, 2014 at 8:25 pm

      Thank you. Sulking IS highly overrated, as I constantly tell my eight year old ;-). Smallest children are finally in bed, and settling with pizza is happening….. NOW!

  3. September 26, 2014 at 6:40 pm

    That royally sucks. I hope you got reimbursed for the plane tickets. Then again, I’ve come to learn airlines are the pirates of the air.

    • September 26, 2014 at 6:45 pm

      They are!! But thankfully they didn’t give me a hard time about getting a refund.

  4. September 26, 2014 at 4:33 pm

    So sorry, but there is some reason you are to be with your kids this weekend.

    • September 26, 2014 at 4:34 pm

      Yep. That’s how I’m looking at it. I wasn’t looking forward to being away from them anyway; I can count on one hand the number of times I have been. So it’s not too hard to find a way to be okay with it.

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