It’s Not How You Start, It’s How You Finish.

Anything, really, but in this case? It’s not how you start, it’s how you finish…the day.

I felt the need to post a second time today because although my day started with the annoyance over the textbook situation, overall my day was really good and I can’t stand seeing an icky negative post on top of my little old’ blog here.

So much happened today, and I can’t write about any of it in detail. Or at all.

What I CAN do is be very vague and philosophical about life. You’re welcome.

The thing is, life is full of changes…but I despise change. I always have.

Like, I can’t even tell you how much I despise change. Also, I am watering down my feelings about it for you by using the word “despise”: usually I use the “H” word.

Schedules? Lists? Reminders? Appointments? Routine? Oatmeal for breakfast every single day?
YES. All of it. YES YES YES.

I am a creature of habit. Although I have the ability to turn on a dime (and can make it look really good and in fact much like “yes I am totally FINE with doing X differently!”), deep down I don’t like to switch it up. Feeling good about being unscheduled and impulsive is a rare occurrence for me, even though I know that in certain situations, leaping before I look is a good thing. (Ahem, not always.) I have some great friends who have taught me by example over the past couple of years that I don’t need to get the shakes if everything doesn’t always go according to plan. Tightly-wound isn’t necessarily the best way to live life. Who knew?

I’m learning to look at change as something exciting and full of possibility. I’m smiling, even.

Happy Friday!