I am currently feeling very stressed out. There’s so much to do at work and I will barely be able to finish everything up before I head out to a wedding abroad. (Consider – my suitcase isn’t packed yet either…^^). My mess at home is still quite visible, even after having tossed and discarded so many things. I just don’t quite see the end of the tunnel yet^^ It feels like a neverending story to me at the moment…
After that trip I’ll be home for exactly one day before Me Man and me go on a vacation together. We will visit some friends at a birthday abroad and from then – well, this is it… from then, we don’t exactly know where to. Or how we will be traveling. Or what else there is to organize for it. We’ve both just been so busy that we haven’t had the time to look further into it.
And that stresses me as well 😦
The thing is – for years and years I’ve been planning all of my me-trips I did. I like that – to have an idea of where to go and somehow sort out the first few things. For our trips together we were usually a wee bit prepared at least. Had a guide book. Had our tickets sorted and all. Knew about where we wanted to go. But this upcoming trip abroad doesn’t need airplane tickets. I guess that’s one thing that makes you “not bother about it” because you don’t need to worry about a plane ticket. But we don’t even know what sort of train ticket we need, or what would be the best option. I am usually not like that unnerves me a little bit.
I remember a trip I did with a buddy about twelve years ago. I had won an Interrail ticket for Europe and we chose an area to travel to. But apart from that – we had basically no idea of what to do, where to go to and what to expect. We kind of just went wherever our boat (or train*g*) flowed. We didn’t even have a guide book… We just had the Interrail map of Europe, and that was it. And you know what? That was enough… It went all perfectly fine, although we might have missed out on some beautiful places and sights, but the way it all went – it was just fine and it felt right.
I met some of the most amazing people on that trip. I’ve experienced utmost kindness by random strangers, great conversations, fantastic memories all in all. And it was all just so careless…
I wonder where that old and so different “me” went to. Do we forget to be careless when we get older? Why do I tend to want to book ahead, plan stuff and spend hours organizing a trip before hand? I mean, it has happened a few times to me that I ended up somewhere and had no place to stay for the night because I didn’t book / plan ahead. In the end, it always went fine. With much luck. But still, maybe I should try to trust life a wee little bit more 😉 So I’m trying to stay relaxed right now. I’m trying to accept the fact that we probably won’t be able to plan ahead anything or much, and just try to let it be. Calm down. And take whatever comes the way it comes. And just be fine with it 🙂
Sometimes it might do us good to just follow an interesting looking path and stay relaxed at the same time.
What kind of person are you – do you tend to plan ahead everything or do you just book a ticket and see what happens at your destination?