It is Thursday. One day left until the glorious weekend. Fifteen days left until I climb Ben Nevis. Twenty-one days left until the wonderful Breeze on Tour. Fifty-three days until I head to the south of France with my family to de-stress from a summer full of 'fun'!! That is me counting down until the next few dates that will bring me joy, relief or exhiliration.
I am not convinced life should be spent counting down, but I am. This is not to say I am not enjoying everything in-between I just like to have things to look forward to. I am a planner and without something to plan in my life and think about I get bored. My boyfriend jokes that I make spreadsheets for everything, he might not be far from the truth there.
Ironically I don't like planning too much for my weekends. Don't get me wrong I like to do things at the weekend but I don't like feeling rushed or too busy. My working week is action packed usually and at the weekends I like to chill out, go at a slower speed, take in everything.
My boyfriend is the opposite to me, he HATES planning anything. I have to plan when I can plan things with him...! I have to work out when the right time is to bombard him with my spreadsheets and my research on the next fabulous place I want to visit. This is OK, I don't mind it at all. I think we complement each other in that sense. It all works out in the long run.
Anyway, forgive my ramblings. My next post will hopefully be less obscure.
Malibu x
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