Happy Friday, you guys! This post is super short, so just read it.
I’m admitting early defeat on one of my 25 before 25 list items. The item in question is “make a 5 year plan” and with seven months left to do it, I’m calling it a fail anyways. Why? Because I honestly don’t even know where I’m going to be in 5 months and I don’t really care.
It wasn’t even a year ago that I made the decision to move to Portland. Before that, I didn’t have the slightest idea that I would be moving across the country. And you know what? Moving here was one of my favorite decisions ever! If I would have had a guideline for where I wanted my life to go, would I have made it out here? Probably not.
As I’m slowly giving up my control freak tendencies and learning to relax (ish), I’ve come to the conclusion that I don’t really want to plan out my life. Provided I am moving in the right direction (aka I’m happy and feel fulfilled), who really cares?
I have a great husband, wonderful friends and family, a fulfilling career, and a world of possibilities in front of me. I want for nothing and I feel fortunate to have all that I do.
I don’t feel like a strict five year plan is necessary at this point in my life. My loose plan is to be debt free, still happily married to Steve, and more well traveled than I am now. Everything else can work itself out. Personally, I think it’s going to be pretty awesome.
What is your loose 5 year plan (in just one sentence)? What are you doing this weekend? Anything fun?
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