Why planning Is both a blessing and a joke (and I’m still figuring it out)

Alright, let’s talk about planning. Because apparently, you have to do it. Calendars, to-do lists, bullet journals, apps that remind you to breathe… it’s all very organized , very productive , very Instagrammable . Except. Most of my plans last about as long as a Snapchat story. I schedule myself to “wake up early” and five minutes later I’m bargaining with the snooze button like it owes me money. I plan to “write that blog post” but then spend an hour watching cat videos because, priorities. And don’t even get me started on meal prep — “eat healthy” turns into “order pizza” faster than you can say ‘kale’. But here’s the catch — without some kind of plan, I’m lost. Like seriously, lost in my own apartment. So I keep trying, failing, and trying again. Because planning does help, even if it looks messy. Here’s what I’ve learned: Plans are not contracts. They’re more like guidelines with a lot of wiggle room. Sometimes the best plan is to have no plan at all and just see ...