The last two weeks in Toronto was a bit hectic as expected. I rushed to finish up prototyping and delivering them to friends for testing. There were also some last minute meetups to see friends before I go. On top of all that, I needed to allocate time to cleanup the basement I rented back to the original state when I moved in 3 months ago.
In midst of the chaotic scheduling, I kinda given up planning altogether. I only had a rough plan of things to do the night before, and many spontaneous change of plans occurred during the day. There were a couple of gatherings that were changed. The Boxing Day gathering of uni classmates was cancelled the day before because the host family was sick. I ended up seeing the friends separately on different meetups. Another gathering of past fellowship was postponed for one week and that actually accommodated more b&s to join. And on the night before my flight, when I was still procrastinating about cleaning up and packing and returning stuff to my sister, I joined a last minute meetup of friends I had yet to see during the trip.
The last day was super chaotic. I was still printing prototypes during the day while cleaning up the rented basement. After loading my last batch of laundry into the dryer, I drove out for a quick bite and passed a few bags of stuff to my friend to help me take care of. Before I drove back home, I spontaneously decided to buy a bday cake for my sister and grabbing a quick dinner on the way. Drove home to pick up the stuff to return to my sister together with the bday cake. After dropping them off to my sister, I returned home again to pack the 3D printer and accessories to bring it to my friend’s place. Helped him setup the printer and made a successful print before returning home to finally begin my packing. It was already around 9pm and a friend was coming to drive me to the airport at around midnight. I was cleaning and packing till the very last minute before saying goodbye to my landlord friend and leaving for the airport. Took my time to check-in at the airport as my flight wasn’t departing until 6:30am.
I’ve learnt that sometimes having no solid plans can be a good plan, it allows room for spontaneity and God‘s plan to reveal. I don’t think I would be able to see as many friends and finish off all the errands in the last two weeks even if I had tried my hardest to plan it all through!
