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 🙂