I think I've always been a planner (and a dreamer), but it is possible to OVERplan? I don't mean scheduling every little detail of an event and being inflexible or blowing up when things don't go according to the plan. (Like a certain person I know and love, but who shall remain nameless here in the interest of family harmony.) I guess what I'm talking about is being overly concerned with the future.
This isn't coming out right. I'm not CONCERNED about the future...I just want it to GET HERE. NOW.
It seems I'm always looking forward to something. Can't wait until the weekend. Next gymnastics meet. Next football season. Payday. Bike ride. Summer. Retirement.
It's not that I don't enjoy NOW. I just always seem to be looking ahead, eagerly anticipating...something. Is that unhealthy? I seem to be antsy a lot of the time, wanting time to pass faster so I can get to the next thing. Hubby says his father used to say, "Don't wish your life away."
Again, it's not that I'm unhappy. I'm not necessarily looking forward to something BETTER. Just something ELSE. Sometimes I get frustrated (that's not the right word, but neither is depressed or dismayed or annoyed) that I won't live long enough to do all the things I want to do. Maybe that's why I try to cram so many activities into any free time I have.
That doesn't mean I don't know how to kick back and relax. I spend a lot of time crocheting, particularly in the winter. I can't wait to finish the project I'm working on so I CAN GET TO THE NEXT ONE. And there's always a next one.
I suppose an obsession with the future is better than dwelling on the past.