Some mornings it feels like I'm just going thru the motions as the Tuesdays fade into the Wednesdays. Stripe shirt off, navy tee on, rinse repeat. And then other weeks, I make one decision and it catapults change and suddenly, it's as though everything around me is different.
The last week in October was one of those weeks where the little changes amounted to big benefits. Monday, I accepted a job offer, or a great opportunity as I see it. Tuesday, a country music concert in suite seats with my mom (a rare treat for both of us, another reason to celebrate). Wednesday night, impulsively booked a flight on the way to catch-up drinks with old coworkers, now friends. Thursday night, I departed from a very rainy New York City. Late Thursday night, sent my cousin a Whats App message with my flight info and to cancel her plans. Friday night, I arrived in Israel just in time to surprise my remarkable Safta (grandmother) for dinner.
Call it spontaneous. Or erratic. Any time I've tried to make "plans" for myself, life has a funny way of interrupting my set expectations. Nice try, Lauren. So while I made a last minute "plan" and booked a flight within 24 hours of departure, it turned out that life had something larger in mind for me that week.
Stay bitten ;)