a curious kind of day

so, life can be funny in that, i just woke up one day and realized that i'm about to be 28 which is just a few years from 30, and at 30 i should probably have some idea as to what i will be doing for the next 30, and wow, i'm a waitress at a mediocre restaurant serving mediocre people mediocre food , and going to school for godknowswhat, and my apartment looks like an 18 year old hippy girl lives in it, kind of way.

so, you may ask, what does one do in such a situation? well, one is asking herself the very same question.

i have learned over the years, that making a plan is a really good idea, and also that really good ideas have a way of being not so good when reality starts to kick in. it's like communism. great in theory, but when you bring people into the equation, everything seems to get a little wonky.

i have heard that not making a decision, is making a decision, which makes sense. if that's true, then is not making a plan, actually making a plan?

one day at a time, the alcoholics say, and i've always trusted alcoholics, but only as far as their catchy phrases are concerned.

the non-plan plan goes as such; redecorate the apartment so i feel like a person lives here who has class, taste, and money to burn, register for classes that may give me some idea as to what i may want to do in the future, find people to take pictures of for free until someone decides they want to pay me to do it, and start doing all the things i've wanted to do, within my ability.

sounds like a peachy plan, does it not? now, to execute...