I (Frankie) am a planner. I like to have my routine and I like to stick to it. When something doesn't go "as planned", it really messes with me. It used to stop me in my tracks. My whole day would be ruined. I've grown a little and now, most times, I can roll with it for the most part.
Let's look at today's post. This should have been written yesterday and all scheduled and ready to be delivered to you all nice and pretty. Instead, I'm up at 4am just now getting it written. See, I had my day all planned out yesterday. Get up, go walk/jog, come home and have some coffee and write this post. Then the rest of the day was going to be spent catching up on my end/beginning of the month reports and today was going to be sort of laid back and relaxed. "HA!" said the planning gods, "that's what you think!"
I got as far as the walk/jog and the coffee, some essential work that has to be done first thing in the morning and just when I was settling in to write this, the bottom dropped out. I got a phone call that my oldest son had a seizure and had to be taken to the emergency room, and immediately everything changed. I dropped it all and left for the hospital.
I have to tell you that in the past this would have really paralyzed me. And, this morning I thought about telling Andrea she would have to crank out something for today because I just couldn’t. My son came home with me last night and I have to take him to doctor's appointments today to try to find out what happened and I really just didn't think I had time to do this. But, that's not who I am anymore.
So, here I am at 4am writing this blog for you, but mostly for me, because who am I if I don't stick to some sort of semblance of my routine. Who am I if I don't have a plan?
I hope you all have a fantastic rest of your week and I hope all your plans make it intact.
Frankie and Andrea take turns sharing stories. Just good talk over a cup of coffee.