Wing It? Are You KIDDING?!

My Aunt V called last night – she is going to be in Michigan for one day only (actually, her flight gets in shortly after lunch, and she’ll be on another plane by 8 p.m. – less than half a day really) and would love to see me and the kiddos. Seeing as how I have nothing on my calendar for the day (besides getting some work done), I told her sure, and asked what she had in mind.

“I don’t know, why don’t you give me a call at Anne’s tomorrow afternoon.” Anne is my father’s aunt – she’s in a “retirement community” – oh, and she’s suffering from Alzheimers and has no idea who I am. Yeah, I’ll call her. I got Anne’s number from her, and then said, “But why don’t you call me once you are here and settled, and we’ll come see you.” I could kick myself for ever saying the words.

Yes, I want to see Aunt V, but there are so very few things in life that annoy me more than having my life hanging in the balance (Okay, that’s a tad dramatic) waiting for someone. I have two children, meaning I can’t get out of the house with less than 15-20 minutes of preparation (and that’s optimistic). I have no idea if she’s going to call when the plane lands, or hours later. In the mean time, I have naps to contend with, work to do, and a dinner to pull together.

After I hung up the phone with Aunt V, I called my dad. I said, “Your sister tends to fly by the seat of her pants, huh?” Dad said, “She doesn’t just fly by the seat of her pants – she’s flying without a map and with a blindfold!” Sibling love alive and well, I take it.

I talked to Hubby and he said, “Go see your aunt. If dinner doesn’t get made, we’ll order pizza. No biggie.” It’s hard to explain how frustrating it is, to want to do something or go somewhere, but just not having concrete plans can really throw things out of whack for a planner like me. Even now, I don’t have an office to go to daily, I don’t have meetings to attend, and I’ve somewhat loosened my grip on my Franklin-Covey planner — I still like to have order and schedules in my life.

Just call me Mrs. Spontaneity.

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Sarah is a book nerd, a music lover, an endorphin junkie, a coffee addict. Oh, and a goof ball. She writes, she tweets, and she sings off key.


  1. It’s KILLING ME!! What happened?!

  2. I know exactly what you mean. I like to know people’s plans too. And you with small children…it does make a big difference.

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