I find I am increasingly a "glass half empty" person - I can usually see the problems and disadavantages of any new or surprise plan instead of embracing it joyfully. It may be that I am emotionally drained at present and find it hard to cope with change. I can do a crisis really well, possibly because I have no time to think about it, but don't really cope too well with change, lacking flexibility.
I ask if it is too late to change, because I remember my parents in their later years clinging rigidly to a "routine" which brooked no alteration - e.g. if I was driving up to Scotland they had to know exactly when I would arrive, and if it coincided with a mealtime "could I either be earlier or later". I found this ridiculous, but now, like those whose parents suffer(ed) from any form of dementia, I fear becoming like them.
I would like to genuinely smile and say "Yes, lovely" instead of that sinking feeling of "Oh gosh, how I am I going to manage that" or "I am too busy/the beds aren't changed/ the carpets need hovering/my roots need retouching and other excuses blah blah blah.
Should I just practise saying "Yes, lovely" and like Anna in The King and I, "whistle a happy tune" to convince myself?
This is a serious plea- a cri de coeur, not ironic!
Passports not in the drawer I always keep them in. Turning the place upside down.