the moment you decide to focus, an array of events come your way bouncing in all directions.
I’m having a big important life change coming up, and I need to focus on getting things done to make this change as smooth as possible —or at least be prepared for the speed bumps and pot holes.
On Sunday night, one of my best friends calls to tell me she’s coming from Mexico City to visit with her family and another friend with her children to spend 3 or 4 days of the coming holiday weekend, and to see if I could make reservations for a hotel for them. They all really liked it here back on my birthday when they came. We all had a good time. It’s ironic that I was actually planning on going to Mexico City for this holiday because it’s the BEST time to visit it: everyone’s away, and you have the city to yourself. I actually stuttered when she told me her plans because I’d have to change my previous plans and lose focus, but especially because I wish she had told me earlier that they were thinking of coming. It’s all right, tho; they’re really good friends, and I love them dearly and their three girls, and they have done so much for me, and I have probably done worse things than this, so I should just lighten up. They want to see a few things around here, so it will also be a good opportunity for me to do some photo excursions that I have been postponing. Yet this still feels like I’m losing focus.
Then, within the hour, my mom calls. She had previously added herself to my upcoming traveling plans, but this time —out of the blue— she says, “well, since you’re not coming with me…”. “What are you talking about?”, I replied, thinking to myself that she was the one supposedly coming with me, “The idea is to go together but I said we need to contemplate and oversee other things to make a good plan”. And she just bursted saying things and not letting me talk, and then she just hung up on me. She does this often, and as much as I’d like to “get used to it”, it still bothers me her lack of respect and her inability to hold a discussion —which inevitably she turns into an argument. I’m not going to write here about the complexity of this trip and the added complexity that she was bringing to it —and for my saneness, I’m trying to simplify it as much as possible and lighten up about it—, but my mom fails to see all the details behind it.
But well, that phone call settled it, and to each her plans. I’d like to think that this will be one less thing to worry about, but I know this will come back later on when I’m even busier and closer to my deadline. My mom —like many others moms, I suspect— is a specialist in just that.
And if that wasn’t enough, today —after coming back from changing my dad’s car tire that blew up when he hit the curb yesterday— he tells me that he’s been offered a house and wants to move because he’s sick of the firecrackers and bonfires that plague our town. So I’m almost laughing as I’m typing this: it now seems that I’ll be moving before I move out!! OK, now I’m laughing!! :D
Now, focus, Luna, focus! And lighten up! You’re just beginning to get nervous about it all…