This is something I am just not good at. I’m a planner. My inclination is to book myself solid, not leaving any time for randomness, for accepting last minute invitations, for simply following a whim.
Last summer I planned to be more spontaneous. Yep, you read that right. I planned it. It didn’t really work. Big surprise. This summer I decided to just embrace it when the spirit moved me.
Over the past week or so I have enjoyed an impromptu fiesta of arepas (with MUCH needed girl talk), a chick flick with one of my gal pals who’s always up for an adventure (we both needed the laughs that day), packed a picnic and headed out for a random evening walk on the beach.
It’s amazing when you open the space what glorious things occur.
I highly recommend it
PS I don’t have any pics of my spontaneous antics, and although it was previously planned, the pic above is of my BFF’s Liz and Melis sharing a rare chance to hang out in person.