To most, "plan B" is not ideal. The wise and mysterious Wikipedia says that "plan b" is a popular term used to describe "a reserved, secondary plan, in case a first plan fails". how depressing...
Well, I've been quite pleased with where all my "plan B's" have landed me. In addition to "B" being the third cutest letter of the alphabet, a "secondary, revised" plan is oh-so-much more cherished than the original. Because you had to work on it and for it. And you are much more grateful for those very reasons.
Plan "A"'s are for type A's...which I am certainly not, but I have had some pretty fantastic "plan A's", including:
- Become a "Doctor" of something (Plan B: A few people refer to me as "DR. BRIA" which induces mass giggles and required much less advanced schooling and gross-bloody-things touching)
- Meet, fall in love and marry Prince William (Plan B: I have met, fallen in love with and plan to marry my own "Prince", no paparazzi or hideous British food required)
- Live in a hallowed out Hawaiian volcano (We are days away from buying our first home, Hawaii or Parkville...it's pretty darn exciting)
So plan B for me works just fine. And our new home is a perfect example. It wasn't our 1st choice by a long shot and it comes with a laundry list of fixer-upper projects for which we have no experience or funding for. But we love it's bones and its spirit. I plan on tackling this new adventure with plan B gutso. If "Plan A" is to shell out thousands for a new shiny kitchen, I will plan B-a-size it best I can. This blog will hopefully keep me motivated (and occupied at work-let's face it-FRO-YO is not a huge winter staple)
And if you have found this site, I hope you enjoy the ramblings and the updates...and maybe even delight in the joys of your own Plan B.