I just love plans. I like knowing things ahead of time. I like to make lists (in case you haven't noticed). I make lists for my lists. And then I make lists about buying more notepaper for lists.
I feel as if my life is a huge connect-the-dots coloring page. The problem is that I'm usually looking at the next dot, trying to finish the picture. I'm always psyched about the next move, the next step, the next goal I get to meet. I have the tendency to rush away today by making plans for tomorrow.
But right now, in this moment, I have to make a choice. I have the cutest (ahem, manliest) husband sitting beside me, watching a musical on tv just to make me happy. I now live in the greatest townhouse and can hardly remember the tiny one bedroom apartment we started in only a year and a half ago. We have so many things to look forward to, but there is so much to treasure today. I will never get this day back (and I don't mean that in a "let's save the world because time is running out" way).
There is so much that I'm excited about, but I don't want to forget that where we are at is all part of the process. Tomorrow will come quickly enough for me. Today is going to be the best day of my life. We'll see about tomorrow, well, tomorrow.
Therefore do not worry about tomorrow,
for tomorrow will worry about itself.