Remember the time I sang the praises of planning ahead (i.e. yesterday)?? Well, it looks like I jinxed myself because after feeling so confident about my travel plans down to the city yesterday, it seemed the universe wanted to send me a little reminder that even with the best of planning sometimes some things just can’t be planned for. Take for instance when I walked out of the subway station yesterday: I had just successfully made it to Penn Station on time (even after a 20 minute delay in Poughkeepsie), navigated the correct local uptown train, when I started walking up the stairs to the street and saw that they were wet. What? It was raining. Since when does is rain in New York in February?! Even after all of my planning, even after making sure I had cold medicine and cough drops and mints and gum and chargers and a Tide-to-go and hand sanitizer and an extra pen and safety pins and an extra hair tie and a mini contact solution — I didn’t plan for rain. But it was alright. Such is life! It was humbling. Sometimes plans go unplanned. The world keeps spinning.
About The Author
My name is Catherine Elizabeth Ziac (Cat, for short) and I am a senior at Union College in Schenectady, NY. When I'm not studying for my major in economics or my minor in Russian, you can find me skimming through catalogs, playing the flute, fishing, online window shopping, chatting with my sisters (my twin, Julia, studying physics at the California Institute of Technology in Pasadena, CA, or my little sister Maddy, currently a senior in high school), or out and about in good old Schenectady with my wonderful Union friends! I love pink nails, long showers, office supplies, and going to the public library. I spend too much time looking at blogs and skimming the WSJ online, but I still believe in the merits of a hand-written letter. I am always in the mood for yogurt and granola and am never without a piece of gum. I usually answer "blue" when asked my favorite color, but I know in my heart that it's always been and always will be garnet!