...when life makes other plans...

Today's post brought to you by water, blue Gatorade, and a pretzel...because they have yet to make a reappearance. 

Almost as soon as I had published yesterday's post, my stomach began to knot itself in ways I don't remember experiencing before. I rested my head on the pillow and tried to convince myself that it would go away if I just fell asleep. Forty-five minutes later, my "day" began. 

I'm sure you can imagine the gory details, so I won't go into them, but I will admit that my face became close friends with our dirty bathroom floor. (Please don't judge me...it was just so cool.) Thinking it was food poisoning, I tried to go back to sleep after what I thought was the worst of it, only to wake up a few hours later to go through the same routine. 

Today's adventure was intended to be drastically different. This was not the "adventure" I wanted to be on. But in my semi-lucid moments between waking and sleeping-of which, this is one-I had time to consider how these microcosmic moments reflected my life as a whole. I had made plans for x, and life had handed me y. 

When life rearranges all that you have planned, how do you respond? Do you make other plans? Do you find another route to your destination? Do you bust your way through, regardless of any and all obstacles?  Most likely, we've chosen all three at one time or another in our lives. 

Still, no matter what life hands us, we have the ability to choose what we will make of it. 

"When life hands you lemonade, make lemons. Life will be all like, "What?" - brought to you by Phil Dunphy, Modern Family