motions

Today was my “norma”l Monday. Got up from bed, took a shower, blow dry hair, pick out clothes, iron clothes, pack up my bag, get dressed, grab my keys and a bottle of water then I’m out the door. Walked to the train, got a seat (lucky me), grabbed food, walked to the office, ate, got situated and started what I thought would have been my “normal” work day.

It was at 2:50 pm when everything went out of plan. The individuals I had scheduled for a meeting showed up irregularly early, my boss then called informing me that our company had signed on 2 more clients, and the super of the office building stopped by to do repairs. It was at this point that I had wished I cloned myself maybe 3 times over just to get a grip on everything. And then of course my desk toppled over bringing my macbook along with it.

When things had finally settled down and been taken care of, meetings were over, emails had been sent out, post its were put up and I was finally alone in the office, I looked at clock on my mac and thought - where did all the time go?

For years now I have prided myself in being organized, having a plan, then having another plan if that one didn’t work, assembling my tools, creating charts, highlighting events, circling names and so on and so forth that I have completely lost track of time. There’s that quote “Life is what happens when you’re busy making other plans,” by John Lennon. And honest to God am I a perfect example of this quote. And though this may be true, I’m too stubborn to let go out my need to have a hold on things, my need to make sure that I have a plan B, C, and D, my need to have control. But what kills me is that even with all the planning in the world, why isn’t plan A just ever good enough? Is there something I am constantly missing? I know things may be bound to change because that’s just how the world works but what do is mean when you feel like you constantly need a contingency plan?