More thoughts on Plan B…

I cannot begin to express how grateful I was that Troy did not show up at 6:30 a.m., nor did he show up at 7:30 a.m. He arrived right at 8 a.m. This meant that while I woke in a panic at 6:45 a.m. expecting a knock at the door at any moment, I got to turn on the news, fix a cup of coffee and eat my usual bowl of Frosted Mini Wheats while gazing through the t.v. screen until the brain eventually chose to engage.

Today I was spraying primer and rolling it in. My mind wandered back to Yesterday’s Plan B midst the solitary work.

What if you don’t have a Plan B?

“What?!? King George won’t grant independence to the Colonists? Darn. Guess we’re stuck.”
“Gee, I didn’t get the job. I guess I’m unemployed for life.”
“I didn’t find a great guy to marry. Nothing left but to curl up and sulk.”

In a way, staying subservient, unemployed or sulking is a very pathetic Plan B too.

I guess in the end, the trick is to know and deliberately choose what your Plan B is.
Make it a good one!

“Dear George, We’re going to Plan B and taking the entire country. Tally ho.”
“Instead of that job I’ve wanted to launch my own business. I’ll sign up for some business classes.”
“No hubby? I’m gonna milk life for all it’s worth. If one comes along, he’ll have to catch me first!”

 
ADDENDUM: So it would seem, I need to clarify. In all three of my analogies I used the personal pronoun, “I” as a way of stepping in their shoes to see what would happen with and without the drive to make the best of what you’ve got to work with. No, I did not defeat King George and take over the country no matter how old you think I am.