Plans make me crazy. I have to pack things, I have to be on time, I have to make decisions for things that haven’t happened yet. I am much more comfortable 1. Going with my gut. 2. going with someone elses plans.
A plan is a commitment. And especially when you bring someone else into your plan, you feel the need to deliver for everyone. I like to assess my options – see what plans out out there, then pick one. I love to call people and say “hey, what are you up to?” I like to collect plans, then make a decision on what my plan will be.
I’m not sure that is the best thing to do all the time, but it’s my way. I recognize it lets me off the hook from putting myself out there and lets me live a lot less anxious life. You see for me, a plan makes for anxiety – its gotta be a good plan, its gotta be something fun, I have to know the answer of what is going to happen in the plan.
I save my planning for work. Planning is all one does as a product person. And when I am not working, I do not want to plan.
The optionality of no plans leaves me to be free to do nothing… which is what I want to do most of the time!
