I spent this past weekend on another stay-cation. This one was terribly last minute but I had a simply wonderful time. The booking of it though was terribly stressful at first. I decided the day before I wanted to check in, that I would rather stay an in apartment while doing my workshop.
I used AirBnB to find a place and booked it; all seemed well until suddenly, the host cancelled because of a problem with her bathroom. This happening spun me into a panic; I have learned that I like to feel in control of situations and when the opposite occurs I feel very demoralized and defeated.
My heart felt as if it was ripping out of my chest at the thought that my plan was falling through and I have less than 12 hours to secure a new location. A big part of me simply wanted to call the whole thing off and stay home that weekend.
A lot of planning and sacrifice had already gone into getting the time off to do the workshop. I exchanged shifts and worked 5 shifts in a row when we usually do 4 shifts on two occasions. A good set of my energy and time had already been spent.
Even with this perfectly practical reasons for not calling the it off and continuing the search, it took the encouragement of some friends to stick my toe back in the waters and try to find an alternative lodging.
I did so, contacting several hosts and keeping my fingers crossed that all would go well. The host with the best location (albeit the most expensive) was the one who responded quickly. Also I must commend the AirBnB staff who sorted out my refund with the first host and gave me a coupon for 20% off for my trouble.
In the end I had a place to go to and the assurance that even though things started out rocky that it all worked out in the end.
My adventures were only now beginning: Funnily enough a good friend of mind wound up to be staying in the same apartment complex as me with her partner and so I had unexpected company. They were extremely gracious to me, inviting me over for dinner Saturday and Sunday and further, letting me hang out with them in Monday after I had checked out.
I enjoyed the workshop itself, and also because of the location of my apartment was able to invite a newish friend who was attending the workshop with me over to my place. We had good conversations and generally deepened our friendship.
What started out to be mess, straightened itself out to be a wonderful weekend. I couldn't be happier. It opens my mind to the wonderful things that can happen when you release an over-attachment to an outcome being perfect and simply enjoy the ride.
Look out for news of my trip to Dominica next week, I am very excited!