Five Year Plan

Now and again there are people who will ask you “Where do you see yourself in five years time?” Five years? I don’t see myself in five days time never mind five years.

And yet, there are some people who have it all planned out. They have an idea what they want to do, where they want to be, and how they are going to get it. They list out all their goals, when they are going to achieve them by, crossing them out as each achievement is unlocked. Until they hit a snag, and they start all over again. Their hard work undone by something they could not have forseen.

It’s good to make plans for the future, but I find that some things are better off not being planned in advance. I have dreams, and things that I want to achieve in life, just like everyone else, but I’ve found that spending a whole evening planning out how to achieve it is a waste of time, because you never know what will happen in between.


The Best Laid Plans…

…are the ones that get messed up the quickest. Well, they are in my experience. I am off work for a few days next week, and I decided that I was going to make the most of the time off that I had. I had planned to go and meet a friend of mine that I hadn’t seen for a few years, yet was still in regular touch with – as well as meeting another mate who was still on her holidays (the same friend who I’d met in Chester a couple of weeks ago, for those who stalk my twitter feed). I’d already agreed the day (next Friday) and the place with them both, all I needed to do was just get the travel and possible accommodation stuff sorted. I’d have it sorted out come the weekend, I thought. That was last Wednesday.

Four days later, I still haven’t sorted it out.  The day after I’d texted my friends trying to organise something, I came home from work tired, a bit feverish and generally feeling like crap. I didn’t feel like doing anything except going straight to bed, which I did at 9pm. The next morning I managed to crawl out of bed and get to work, despite still feeling like shit. Good job as one of my colleagues had called in sick, but bad as I was hoping to go home at lunchtime. I struggled through the day, then got home and remained slumped on the sofa until 10pm. As a result, I made myself uncontactable for a few days, especially on twitter.

Today (Sunday), I still don’t feel great, however I feel just about ok to come on the computer and ramble on about it (as well as doing other things), however I’m thinking that I have probably left it too late to sort myself out for my trip. Since I made my initial plans, I’ve also discovered that my phone is on its last legs (well, the battery is, at least) and I have been asked to pay some of the bills on behalf of my parents (which I did agree to a bit ago, but only just been reminded). And if I still don’t feel well on Tuesday, it will probably be the doctor’s for me.  In a way, I suppose it’s a good thing that I hadn’t wasted any money on train tickets just yet. Still, I am annoyed with myself that this has happened. Maybe I can reschedule, I just don’t want to mess my friends around, especially as the whole meet up thing was my idea in the first place.  I had mentioned the week I’m off after this as well, but I don’t think it would be as easy for us to all get together then as it would be for this. In short, this is looking like it is turning into one big fail – and I blame myself for it.



In other news, I haven’t got round to starting my vlog yet. I was hoping to have something for you before now, especially as I had already set up a youtube account for it (God help me). Anyway as soon as everything has been sorted out there will be something up there for you to watch and ridicule.