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oh, HEY VACATION.  cause sometimes, you gotta just pick up, get on a plane and go across country with your best friend for a week.

let's take a minute to talk about planning.  i know so many people who are plan-obsessed.  they want to plan a weekend or a day or leave the house at a certain time or have kids in a certain window.  all this planning and stress and what happens?  maybe you get there at exactly when you wanted?  maybe it all goes horribly wrong.



my wedding day was planned and planned and planned some more.  i knew what hairstyle i would wear.  i knew who was coming, where they would sit and who with.  i knew what songs were going to be played and when.  i even picked out and designed the menu myself.  it all seemed like the most perfect day.  the morning of, we woke up to thunderstorms and unusually hot, humid weather for late october.  my husband got lost somewhere out in farmland looking for the farm that was supplying our place card holders.  my hair and nails ran late - causing me to run late back to the hotel to get dressed.  my father in law somehow brought two left shoes with him.  i was intent on doing my own makeup - until i finally sat down and realized my hands couldn't stop shaking.



i gave in. the table numbers we designed ourselves to go with the "woodland" theme?  left em'.  the guest book branches and well wishes cards to tie on?  forgot em'.  the spanx i was forced to wear to suck in my rolls?  rolled em' down and off in the bathroom.  the gorgeous and painful royal blue suede shoes i picked to ever-so-slightly peek out from my dress?  ended up under the table the whole night.  the food i planned for and tested and obsessed over?  DIDN'T GET ONE BITE.  these things happen.  there's only so much of life you can forsee.  you never know where you might end up.



case in point: sometimes you do have to pick up and go on vacation because you're so anxious about life.  and sometimes when you go on that vacation, you sprain your ankle the second day there.  did i let it ruin my fun?  nope.  did i maybe whine a little and offer my soul to anyone with a prescription pain killer?  perhaps.  welcome to life, guys.  you can plan and graph and discuss all you want, but really, having the ability to roll with it is gonna be your best investment.