Last Saturday I went to Derbyshire for the day.
I’m having a torrid time – Big Si has died and I think I upset an old friend and have done nothing to make sure it’s ok. Another friend is in hospital after an emergency admission – not only is he in pain but it’s wrecking his life since his family is in disarray and they could get seriously mired in debt.
So a day out was a good respite.
I had a plan – nice drive through some scenic bits, a bit of lunch somewhere convivial and a bit of watching the world go by.
The plan went well. Scenery went by pleasantly, lunch was convivial and the world went by
in an interestingly enough way. Throw in a pint by an open fire and sharing disdain for a hunt (I hate foxhunting with a passion) and privately mocking some yuppy ramblers (I’m such a bitch) and a very good day was unfolding nicely.
The plan was fluid – no clock was watched and the goals were not set in stone so finding the car pointed at Birmingham wasn’t a disaster – saved by turning round before the green stuff stopped.
I generally think I have a laid back life but I don’t half get stressed out – I have high standards for myself that I can never meet and I have people I need to do things for – so my stresses are usually generated by myself.
And the moral of this story.
Organise! Do stuff so your life doesn’t fall apart. I need my life sorting out by organisation but it will crush my soul – so I organised some loosely structured fun – and let it have enough time to brew nicely.
It’s a see-saw. Stress is the fat kid keeping me up in the air so a quick call to the Acme deliver-a-big-weight-to-a-see-saw-service had a pleasant upshot – everyone loves the fat kid flying through the air ;-P
Get balance and learn to recognise when you don’t have it.
And if you need help to restore it I’m always here.
BTW I’ve never been on a bouncy castle. Who’s going to book me one for my next birthday?