This week I’m at the Gaylord National for another show. It’s a strange show, what with being only 7 (yes, 7) minuets from my house. Litterally, I have a shorter commute here than when I go to work. And because I’m so close, the boy was able to come up last night. He aslo came on my last on site in Philly for the weekend. Quite a treat I must say!
Last night when the boy got here he was in less than a stellar mood. He reconginzed it and we both tried to get him out of said mood so we could have fun night. At one point rather early on he asked me if “I was in work mode”. My initial reaction was absultely not–I was releaxed, why would I be in work mode?
Of course, by that evening I realized how wrong I was. Actually it wasn’t so much that night as 4:30 this morning when I work up thinking about space grids and where the press room was going to go and and and.
This morning I woke up early (I had to be at work downstairs after all), looked at my husband and felt a little dissapointed. I passed out the night before somewhere around 10pm. I remember him watching ESPN –must’ve passed out shortly thereafter.
I have come to realize that I am the type of person who thinks ahead. This can be a good thing, and it certainly isn’t a surprise to anyone who knows me. But the catch is when you can’t turn it off. I have been known to not be able to enjoy a Sunday afternoon b/c I’m constantly thinking about what I have to do Monday morning, or when we had just finished a fun weekend of camping and the drive home I’m plotting out the cleanup.
The fact is, sometimes thinking ahead means you miss the present.
So that’s not terribly profound I realize. The question is-how do you turn it off?
This evening I was able to, for 80 sweet minuets. I finally was able to use the spa certificate that was giving to me in March and oh was it sweet. I’m not sure if I was asleep or in some freakish zen mode, but whatever is I want more. Now, the quesiton is how to get one iota of that in your regular life b/c I certainly can’t afford THAT every week! 
Obviously this is a rambling sort of blog tonight. Such are my thoughts I suppose. But it’s either this or one blog a week
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So there with you. I’m constantly thinking ahead a day, a week, a month, or a year. It makes me feel unsettled in my present, actually. Not just not present in the present, but dissatisfied. I hate it.
If I find a way to get past that, I’ll let you know. Do the same for me!
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