Sometimes the bumpiest roads lead to the most wonderful destinations..

Sometimes I get a plan in my head and it's all I can think about.  To be truthful, I get a bit obsessive about it.  I think about it when I wake up, while I shower, while I'm at my desk, while I'm driving, and I talk about it a lot.  I think of my plan when I'm eating, and just before I go to bed at night.  Sometimes I wake in the night, and think of it a little more. I get excited about my plans and can hardly wait for them to come to fruition.  I use a lot of time and energy creating my ideal situation in my mind.  So, it feels pretty rotten when my plan doesn't turn out in exactly the way I want it to.  When this happened in my youth, it could sometimes feel devastating. With time, and experience, I know that it's okay when my plans don't turn out the way my mind decided they would.  My plan may need to be revised, shaped, and guided in a different direction.  It's never the end of the world, it's just a unexpected detour toward my goal.  At the end of the day, I have never, never, been disappointed by where the detour took me.  It's always a better place than my original plan could have imagined.