I’m a planner. I’ll tell you I’m an organized woman who loves getting the calendar in order and filled up. I love to think about plans in the future like dinner with friends or going to a concert. I tend to think so much in the future that it can make me afraid of my present.
I develop worry about the decisions I am making and how they will manifest tomorrow. After a lot of frustration about the future not adhering to my carefully laid plans, I learned that it really never will. Then I learned that it is exhausting trying to be a control freak and organize the planet. Besides, that’s not my job anyway.