Last week I almost bought a plane ticket to San Francisco for the first weekend in December. My sister lives there and has the cutest 4-month old girl. Her couch is the comfiest couch (maybe bed) that I have ever slept on in my life, it really doesn’t make sense.
But I didn’t buy a plane ticket because I’m not spontaneous.
A couple weeks ago, my friend/coworker said he wanted to hang out with me more because I’m so spontaneous. I just laughed. He mistook my weekend camping trip to three national parks as me being spontaneous. I told him that my roommate and I had been planning that trip for over a month. I’m not spontaneous. I plan ahead. I mull things over for a long time before I make a decision.
I want to be more spontaneous. I know that spontaneity and having fun often go hand in hand and I want to have more fun. But I also want to be smart about things.
That’s probably why I opted not to book a flight to an Airbnb in Montreal to see the Jonas Brother concert over Thanksgiving Break because their tickets were only $50. Would have been fun, but a cabin in Idaho sounds good too.
I think there should be a balance of planning ahead and just going for it. Maybe I should plan time into my day to be more spontaneous.
jamie goes outside 