Focus Or Go On Tilt

Check the master plan periodically

Chihuly Art at the Bellagio
Photo by Diane Brogan

Steve and I had a plan when we moved to Revere, MA. Steve’s parents would move in with us and we would have our bags packed and be ready to go at a moments notice if a tour company had a good last minute vacation deal.

The plan didn’t work out like that. Steve’s Mom developed lung cancer and died before she moved in. Steve’s Dad did live with us for several years. It was during that time, that we lost our focus. You could say we changed our focus.

Our first grandchild, Violette, was born. She lived far far away in Newburyport, MA. Two years later, her cousin Cynthia was born in the far off country of Derry, NH. Forgetting our plans of emulating Mrs. Pollifax, the famous fictional character who solved crimes all over the world, we decided to build a house closer to our grand babies. Harold, who was born two years after Cindy made that a must do.

We built a house in Fremont, NH, fifteen minutes from our grandchildren. Who knew I would be allergic to the surrounding greenery. Now that the children are older and can use Skype, we decided to move to Las Vegas. The plan is to be close to the strip where the action happens.

We want to be able to pick up visitors at the airport and squire them around town. That is the plan. When we started looking at houses, the ones we were drawn to are away from the action, but they are beautiful.

Then we had breakfast with @Wadesmom, Carolyn Stephens. She mentioned that she still isn’t used to the long ride from her new home in the country. She used to live close to the strip before they downsized. When I told her our initial plan was to live close to the strip she said we should go for it.

Carolyn’s statement was like magic. We became instantly refocused. We want to be close to the strip and that is where we shall focus our efforts in finding a house. Wow! Steve and I nearly lost our focus again and nearly went on tilt.

Have you ever lost your focus and gone on tilt?