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We were supposed to go to the gym tonight, but 7:30 came and we were not even close to ready to leave, so we called it. We got dinner and were going to try to see Harry Potter, but the next showing would have gotten us out at near midnight. Too late.

I should go back to work, but I don’t want to. It’s been a long productive day and though with my deadlines I need to go back to work, I think I’m done for the day. I’ve noticed if I push myself too late at night that the next morning is a hard slog at the desk. It’s all a balancing act, and I’m still working out the kinks in this particular act.

So no gym, no work, just good dinner, friends, family, a movie at home. I just know that getting out of the gym later than 10:30 just makes both Jon and I feel bad the next morning. So, I need to let it go, and remember one of my sticky notes I have near my desk. "Let go of the night you had planned, and enjoy the night you’ve been given."

I use that saying with different words in the position for "night". Let go of the day you had planned, the relationship you had planned, the book you had planned, the whatever you had planned and enjoy the whatever you’ve been given. I find it a very useful little saying and I periodically rewrite it with he appropriate new word in the saying and repost it by my desk.

No battle plan survives the enemy. Well, no schedule survives reality. I’ve really got to own that last saying. Maybe that should be the next sticky note by my desk.