Brooke is a planner. And in an attempt to be a better boyfriend, I too will become a planner.
Yesterday we went to dinner to do some serious planning. It was a 4:00 p.m. dinner because my plans for us to take a Mexican tamales workshop fell through and left us without lunch for the day. Brooke appreciated my planning efforts though.
At dinner we did some long-term planning (careers and destinations) as well as short-term planning (chocolate brownie sunday after dinner). Brooke brought her calendar for us to write in. We have a lot to juggle this summer and into the fall: Four weddings (hopefully no funerals), trips to Michigan, Jersey, the Cape, North Carolina . . .
My conclusion is that planning isn't so bad. I found it especially nice to look forward to summer as winter's death grip is only now beginning to loosen.