“There’s been a slight change of plans.”
Woo boy, I remember the days when these were the words that struck fear in the heart of this particular woman. What? Change of plans? There can’t be a change of plans, these are exactly the plans that we worked out for today. I mean, I might be able to swing that extra meeting but it’s gonna make dinner impossible and the kids have that thing tonight…Ugh…
Unexpectedly changing flight plans definitely ranks in the top five for stressful shifts, but I think my previously type A personality (if you can call Strangle Hold Rigidity a version of type A) made it a gazillion times worse. It was about seven years ago, maybe more, and we were traveling with the kids. They were old enough to read panic but not old enough to help in a crisis so it was a spectacularly bad time to experience a flight delay. Not just a “how are we gonna kill thirty minutes in the boarding area” kind of delay. This was delayed boarding, delayed on the tarmac, delayed in the takeoff line so we ended up WAY delayed in the air. It was the kind of flight where I spent the last half hour frantically googling alternative flights and checking the status of our connection.
It was the time of life when I thought I had any semblance of control over our travel after our day had begun. As if I could affect whether or not we’d catch our connecting flight while still in the air. Bwahahahaha!!! Looking back all I really did was increase my chance of having a stroke over something entirely out of my control.
Linda hosts Stream of Consciousness Saturday. This week’s prompt is “ght.” Find a word that contains the letters “ght” in that order, and use it any way you’d like. Bonus points if you use three or more different words containing those letters. Have fun!
It takes most people several lifetimes to learn to not stress about things they can’t control…you’re way ahead of the game!
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Good for you!
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I will take the wins where I can find them.
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I can relate to your anxiety. I can remember being like this too and it is very stressful. Good to not be so much like that any more for sure.
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So true. Life got SO much better once I released that stress.
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I was a type A perfectionist back in the day until like you I had an epiphany and relaxed my hold on life. It takes a different kind of strength to let things go with the flow, but once you find it, it’s great.
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“It takes a different kind of strength to let things go with the flow” — That’s an excellent way to put it. So worth it!
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I think it comes from a place of good intentions and wanting to make everything be okay. One of the good things about getting older is being able to remember times I freaked out but things turned out okay anyway (or even better than planned.) I still forget sometimes, but not as often.
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Indeed. This is a lesson that I really wasn’t ready to learn in my younger days. The hubby’s more naturally inclined toward a “it’ll all work out the way it’s supposed to” attitude; I don’t think I really embraced it until my 40s. Better late than never!
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I became the total stress free flier. Unless it was Atlanta or Detroit, I wouldn’t go less than a full hour – in the terminal – for a layover. My #1 goal was reduce stress.
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That’s pretty key — it’s the whole set yourself up for success thing, and I think it’s the difference between normal and high blood pressure on a travel day. 😉
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Years of flying out of Chicago and Atlanta on Sunday afternoons broke me of the “change of plans” syndrome.
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Bwahahahaha! Yep. That’ll do it.
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I let go of the illusion of control years ago. Now I suffer on behalf of my kids, particularly the autistic one whose schedule going as planned is EVERYTHING.
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Honestly, watching my kids work through their lessons is The Worst. I’d rather learn this stuff a thousand times over than see the girl suffer through yet another mean girls episode in middle school. This parenting stuff is HARD.
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I remember coming to grips with delay when one engine of a two-engine plane blew up over Chicago O’Hare. e were late taking off and late arriving. We were in a holding pattern when my watch said I had missed my connecting flight. This was the days before phones but I had my airline guide out trying to find a flight that would get me to my destination in time to save a critical meeting scheduled. Then the engine blew and chunks hit the plane. We landed safely and I altered my plans and went home. The so-called critical meeting was rescheduled and I never gave a shit about being delayed again. I think God figured out a way to control my blood pressure from that day forward.
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Holy cow, John, talk about a crash course in keeping things in perspective. So many of us miss the small cues — it takes a gigantic one like this to make us realize it’s ALL noncritical. I’ll remember this story for a long time to come!
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Notice I have not forgotten it.
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In my old age, I’ve left the Stranglehold Rigidity club beyond though I do visit now and again. It’s rare at least but it happens. Easier to recognize and snap out of it. So there is that.
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I’m grateful that at least I see when I’m in it now.
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I like to think I control my world. Not so!
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Such a hard reality to accept. Well, I’ve accepted it, but sometimes I still manage to forget. [major eye roll here]
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Change of plans does mean a lot of inconvenience.
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Sometimes. Sometimes it was just me freaking out because I wasn’t great at being flexible.
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That’s true for most of us when we are young.
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