Yesterday my car really threw a monkey wrench in my plans.  I am a very structured person.  I thrive when I have a schedule.  When my schedule (that I’ve planned in my head) gets thwarted, it affects every part of me.  I know that I have to work on this.

Imagine my shock when I arrived at Starbucks at my designated time and my car wouldn’t turn off.  I missed half a day of work, and I felt like I was emotionally at my wits end.  I held it together, aside from being distracted, for most of the day.

As I was driving my rental back to the dealer, I lost it.  I don’t really know why.  The repair was covered by my warranty.  The rental was covered by Saturn, aside from the gas.  Something  just broke. 

I realized that I haven’t had a chill time since before Thanksgiving.  My mind has been occupied with paying the bills (or my lack of ability to,) Christmas, New Years, starting my new job.  I’ve not had a break.  Sounds ironic considering that I didn’t work from Thanksgiving until Jan 5, right?

This weekend I need to do something.  I need to have fun.  I want to laugh & play.  I want to get out of the house and just be.  No talk about human trafficking.  No solving the world’s problems.  Just being a single woman in a great city.  I just need to find some friends to play with 🙂