{"id":32,"date":"2007-09-29T19:27:21","date_gmt":"2007-09-30T03:27:21","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net?p=32"},"modified":"2007-09-29T19:27:21","modified_gmt":"2007-09-30T03:27:21","slug":"planning","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/?p=32","title":{"rendered":"Planning"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><a href=\"http:\/\/zenjones.canyonlink.net\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/09\/planning.jpg\" title=\"planning.jpg\"><img decoding=\"async\" align=\"left\" src=\"\/wp-content\/uploads\/2007\/09\/planning.thumbnail.jpg\" hspace=\"4\" alt=\"planning.jpg\" title=\"planning.jpg\" \/><\/a>Planning is my safety net. When things get tough, I start planning. I revel in the illusion that, with enough planning, I can control my life. When I label my thoughts, I mostly say, &#8220;Planning. More planning. Planning again.&#8221;<\/p>\n<p>I&#8217;ve whittled the job choice down to two, one in San Francisco and one in Boston. On Wednesday, I talked to my possible future employer in Boston and told him what I wanted and described my imagined role, and he said, &#8220;Yes, yes, whatever you want!&#8221; And I was pretty excited. I was convinced my decision was made. And I dove right into the delicious planning behavior. I found apartments, I made lists (get PO box, cancel newspaper, plan monthly visits back to Sonoma County to coincide with Ezra&#8217;s visits, etc. Etc. Etc.). I felt this really lovely buzz right under my skin that felt just like my favorite drug only without the jagged edge. I was in the zone and I was determined to stay there.<\/p>\n<p>But when I woke up the next morning, before I could get the planning walls in place, I felt this big wad of soggy sadness right in the middle of my chest. And right behind my face bones, barely contained by them, was a pool of tears. I suddenly realized I&#8217;d be leaving my husband for six months (at least). It was a fact I&#8217;d hidden from, behind all that planning.<\/p>\n<p>And so this weekend, as I ping pong between the coasts, I am stopping myself from planning. Yes, I try to go there, but for just today and tomorrow I&#8217;m giving my body a chance to tell me it&#8217;s secrets, and letting my planning brain take a little vacation.<\/p>\n<p>Earlier tonight, as I described my job in Boston to my husband, I got very excited. That&#8217;s real, as real as the fact that I won&#8217;t be waking up next to my husband if I take that job. Being aware of these little facts, not planning, doesn&#8217;t really make the decision easier. It just gives me more information, makes the decision more authentic, and maybe, when I wake up crying in Boston because I miss my husband, I won&#8217;t be surprised. Or if I wake up crying in San Francisco because I don&#8217;t get to create a new company in Boston, I won&#8217;t be surprised.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Planning is my safety net. When things get tough, I start planning. I revel in the illusion that, with enough planning, I can control my life. When I label my thoughts, I mostly say, &#8220;Planning. More planning. Planning again.&#8221; I&#8217;ve whittled the job choice down to two, one in San Francisco and one in Boston. [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":3,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-32","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/3"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=32"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/32\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=32"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=32"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/zenjones.bravoecho.net\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=32"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}