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I'm also, admittedly, a little superstitious. If I'm ready for something, it won't happen, so I need to be prepared for the worst.
So I fret. What could possibly happen, and how will I deal with it?
Of course, the one thing I don't anticipate -- even if I should have -- is the thing that happens. If I bring my umbrella, it definitely won't rain... but someone will vomit. If I bring a sweater, I won't get cold... but the theater will do random bag checks and I'll miss the previews.
No one can predict everything. Nothing goes perfectly.
But I believe on some level that I can, and it could.
Then, when (not if) it doesn't, I blame myself. Worse, I become absolutely convinced that everyone else is blaming me. I scored you free tickets to Six Flags? Well, clearly I'm the one you're pissed at when it's 95 degrees out and we're in line for three hours.
No, really, I genuinely believe this.
So what's the healthiest way to be truly well-prepared? And how do I let go afterwards?
(And don't say "suck it up" or "get over it." 20 years of trying hasn't made that happen.)