Like most of my ideas, this one started out great and soon turned into a huge stress fest because this inevitably failed to go as I had hoped. Do they ever? Negatory. I'm generally an extremely organized person and I like to be on schedule with my life, so you can imagine the freak out that occurs when things need to be rescheduled. In this case, I planned as many activities possible to make the most of my short week away from the hell cave, and it turned out that two of them already presented conflicts. While I do like to have a plan, I'm pretty flexible with moving things around as long as everything gets done.
The stress beast came out once I found out that one change in plans would wind up excluding a friend who was traveling far distances to see me. It's not so much the control issue, as that I want everyone to be happy. This is why I fail at planning parties. There's that one inevitable drunk girl that takes off her shirt and I'm the one who gets all the evil glares for it. I'm getting stressed just typing that sentence.
Usually, if it's something I can control, I deal with my stress by breaking things down into small bit and handling them one at a time. If it's out of my hands, I get my loyal friends to distract me from thinking about it. Their advice usually goes something like this:
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And, of course, when all else fails, there's always the fluffy bunny route:
|I WANT TO SQUISH THEM. |
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sidebar: the bunnies want you!)
Leave your advice in the comments below and be sure to check back tomorrow for more on Barcelona & traveling! (Please, you guys. Our moms are tired of reading this.)