I’m scheduling this post in advance to keep my streak alive. I can’t have a little thing like life interrupt consecutive days writing because writing sets me free. I’ve always got a lot on my mind, just works that way. Hard wired into my DNA. Speaking of DNA, I’m gearing up for my trip of a lifetime. Yeah, queen comma drama aka lil Jilly is still in the house.
I’ve made a list of all that can go wrong not because I really think these things will happen but because doing so gets the intrusive thoughts out of my head. For anyone who ever watched This Is Us, remember Randall & Beth playing the verbal version … worst case scenario … go!! well that is what I did. Released the hounds as it were & I’m not even unhappy. I’m cautiously optimistic even if I do come home to a layoff. Because part of my twisted brain assumes I deserve to be laid off for even daring to take this pilgrimage. But that’s nonsense! As if anyone in this current situation deserves what they get. That includes the decision makers who are not themselves impacted.
Maybe a more healthy way to deal would be to write the good stuff that might happen. But then I’ve never really believed in unicorns. I’m more Eeyore than Tigger. Always have been & likely always will be even though I can rally to Pooh or Piglet like status on most occasions.
Alrighty, time to land the plane. If all goes according to plan, on this day, about this time, I will be meeting my cousin in Kent WA. We’ve emailed a few options for meeting plans back & forth, nothing aligning. I grabbed his most recent email offer with a resounding sounds great! let me know where to be at noon. I won’t look back until I land & if it’s an oops that won’t work then our meeting face to face was not meant to be.
As always, more to come.