Life is What Happens…

I changed the quote on my banner the other day to read, ‘Life is what happens while you’re busy making plans’. I thought it was cute – I just didn’t fully understand how true it was.

I decided last week to set a schedule for my blog. I add a note to my to-do list, add a reminder to my calendar, start a list of blog topics and prepare to write my next blog. I do good on Monday. I do good on Wednesday. Then Friday comes along: Work. Gym. Other stuff I don’t remember. My show on SyFy network at 10 PM. At this point, it’s too late to write the blog. No matter, I tell myself; I’ll write it on Saturday and I’ll only be a few hours late.

Well, Saturday comes along and I work on my screenplay. Then the rest of my day is shot after I call my mother-in-law and what is supposed to be a day of writing turns into a day of shopping. I get dinner out of the deal, so I’m not complaining, but now I am almost two days behind schedule.

Now it’s Sunday and I know I won’t be available until evening. I go to church with my family, come home, eat lunch, take my nap (my Sunday ritual) and then I have to run a couple of errands for work. By this time, it’s time for dinner and then everyone is getting ready for Monday. I think about the quote ‘Life is what happens…’ and I know what I want to write about, but it’s too late – like taking the dose of medicine you forgot to take when it’s almost time for your next dose.

So I decide to wait for Monday, which is fine, because I end up watching the movie ‘Zookeeper’ with my family. And I’m okay with that. Because in the end, life will go on regardless of the plans I make. And if that’s the case, I don’t mind pushing back a deadline to enjoy the moment.

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