Bad Planning

This should have been a Some Thing 4 Sunday post.  Instead it’s another apology for missing yesterday.  Basically, I didn’t plan my time well.

8 on the 8th

Saturday was the Boodle’s birthday.  It wasn’t a big party day or anything.  Actually, his choice for the day was to play videos and games in his room all day, only asking us to take him out to Ruby Tuesday for a birthday meal.

No biggie.  We’d spoken with his well before about whether he wanted a party a while back.  He does, but he wants to have it at Hoffman’s Playland once the weather gets a bit warmer.  Weeeelllll….

Summer skies

Summer skies

He lucked out, but not because we’d considered our options well.  First I scheduled the celebration at another place he’d tried for a classmate’s party.  He changed his mind, and left me having to cancel that reservation (Thank You Station 082 for being so understanding about that) the week before the party should have happened.  Then, after I made that phone call, I find out that Hoffman’s might not even be opening this year

With a tentative first day on April 5th, the Hoffmans are opening their park.  We won’t be choosing that as the party day, obviously, but…  yeah.   It’s happening!

Bad planning and all…

ROW80 Check-in

A bit of backsliding this week…

  • write every day; at the minimum, do 5 sentences slacker
  • finish a complete (rough) draft of Courting the Swan Song  not much writing, but editing on track
  • make twice weekly blog posts (WIPpet Wednesdays and Some Thing 4 Sundays) making up for missing yesterday with this
  • maintain active sponsor participation on track enough
  • energize myself with more physical activity workout on Thursday, some dancing and exercise daily since
  • reclaim my writing space  one stack down!
  • go through some piece of my electronic home (desktop, laptop, server space, Dropbox, etc.)  nec rerum commutatio
  • laugh more, hug my family more, share myself with friends more…  lattes with the Burton Bunch on Thursday, and wonderful lunch date with my hubby Friday, birthday(?) on Saturday and out-laws came to visit on Sunday
  • attend chats and sprints on Twitter (at least one of each) made a sprint last Thursday

4 responses to “Bad Planning

  1. Sometimes life doesn’t go according to plan…and a day playing games and hanging out with one’s own company sounds wonderful!

    We had a lovely time with you both on Thursday; and the kids are excited about the prospect of Hoffman’s, too. So cool that they’re opening for another season!

    Although, from your description, Station 082 sounds wonderful too!


    • In my experience, life seldom goes according to plans, but guidelines can be nice to have. Still, the Boodle was very happy with his birthday from what he’s told us.

      Thursday was grand. I know it interferes with the BBT for you guys, but since we’re often up that way on Fridays for Zumba, maybe we could meet a bit more often without tearing everyone from things they like. And do it even cheaper than lattes… It’s good as a birthday treat, but I’m as happy bringing some snacks in a lunch pail and hanging out at the Y in that dining area.

      Truth is, I’ve never been to Station 082. The Boodle and the LotOP have and liked it a lot. It sounds like an awesome place to hang out for an evening. Maybe we could try it sometime.


  2. I generally have the opposite problem – I plan really well, but when it comes time to follow through it just seems like a lot of work. Ha! Congrats on being on track with editing, sponsoring, quality time with friends & family, blog posts, exercise, reclaiming your writing space and Twitter participation! (And congrats on going through your electronic home? I’m too lazy to look up the Latin.) Sounds to me like it was more progress than not. =*)


    • Oh, I’ve had that experience too, Sione. Maybe because the planning is so much work in itself? (I find, at least for myself, that if I don’t plan much but just outline a few things I want to aim toward, the whirlwind of momentary stuff carries me into action and I get a lot more done.)

      It’s progress to be sure. Slow progress, but real progress. Thanks for stopping in, Sione.