On the one hand, if I'm going anywhere or doing anything new, I like to have a plan. More so, I really like to have the time and mental space to visualize what's going to happen and sort of mentally walk myself through things. If I'm going on a plane trip, the night before, I will literally visualize driving to the airport, getting to the gate, etc. — the whole process. It calms me and it helps me feel like I have things under control (this is all the more important when I'm wrangling a small child during the process of travel).
But when it comes to planning everyday things, I kind of fall apart. I have only just started using a planner, and am kind of getting used to being on top of various meetings, appointments and other stuff (I'm not trying to sound self-important here, but my day job involves lots of rather mundane appointments, and it feels lately as though there are lots of dentist visits and oil changes and things that must be kept track of). It turns out I am capable of being somewhat organized, now that I have found a system that works for me.
But when it comes to creative pursuits — writing, this blog — I tend to go with no plan at all. I sit down and start working, and see what happens. Right now, I like to give myself the space to just write freely, without overthinking it or laboring over a topic. I do think I will get to the point where I have more of an "editorial calendar," but right now I'm relishing just having the freedom to say what's on my mind.
Cardigan, necklace and dress, gifted
Belt, stockings and shoes, thrifted
Total cost to me: About $7