A packed suitcase

Any of you who know me, know I try to have all my shit, (that is metaphorically speaking of course), packed in perfect little boxes. I have five year plans for my five year plans. I even have all my labels in my pantry facing forward. I load the dishwasher back to front and forks and knives go in sharp side down, just to be safe.

This tendency of mine can be a blessing and a curse at the same time. I thrive off of routine, but at the same time can be scattered and a free spirit. I could benefit from a grounder. I don’t like people telling me what to do, but I can always tell another exactly where to go. I take care of everyone else, but never manage to pack my own lunch. I am a good listener and good advice giver, but never take my own advice. I love the concept of the military but don’t really like guns. I take all right turns to get to school. (just kidding there is one left turn) The point of my story is, well, although I like to think my stuff is all packed, neatly and nicely folded, I may need to readjust some shit.

You see, I have been blindsided, bamboozled, the rug pulled out from under me. I thought I had packed my “mate” suitcase to a tee, all qualities nicely folded, lettered and alphabetized. I thought everything was perfect. I had “that” suitcase packed. And from no where, some tenacious ball cap wearing guy has thrown a wild googly into my case and messed it all up.

I was ready for a great trip, had the bikini, flip flops and such. But something was just a miss. I sat there looking and reassessing, when suddenly it dawned on me that maybe my destination was not Hawaii after all, but maybe I was going to Alaska. Maybe, I needed to throw away my five year plans. Maybe, I needed to “just go with it”. Is any of this making sense to you? Because I am befuddled!

So now I ask you, do I dump out this suitcase, throw all my shit into the wind and see where it lands? Or do I close the suitcase and wear a bikini in Alaska? Good thing it is summertime and I have all the time in the world to think. ARRRRGH!