After a year or so of putting this off, I’m finally writing this down on the blog where it belongs. After all, what else is a blog good for, if not to enshrine epic journeys like these?
So I’ll start this series of posts right at the beginning, when the idea for this trip actually surfaced.
It was December 2010, right smack in the middle of summer. Stan and I were just having a swim in the pool, yakking about NBA stuff after we’d done our obligatory laps. So we were talking about the Celtics that season, and it was a rather thoughtful discussion about how much longer the Big Three would remain together before retirement.
It could have been either of us, but this statement came out into the open somehow.
“We should go watch a Celtics game before it’s too late.”
It sure sounded like a crazy idea at first; I mean Boston isn’t exactly a half hour drive away. But the more we talked, the more we were asking ourselves, why not?
Marriage (and probably kids after) beckoned in mid-2011, and heading out on a grand trip before all the commitment-heavy things started piling in? It sure felt like the right thing to do, especially an awesome trip to Boston to watch the Celtics up live.
Sidetrack: I have to admit, this is part of the thing about me being me. I’m more of an instinctive decision maker, going by my feel of things and a snap five-minute analysis to make decisions. And also, I’m a risk taker with a strong emphasis on getting things done in the simplest and quickest way.
My style is always to make quick evaluations on possible “projects” (for lack of a better word), and the moment my gut is convinced the timing is right and it’s a go, I dive into the process of implementation right off – full speed ahead, light the engine and forget the brakes. At this point, it becomes more about overcoming obstacles than anything else.
And of course, there is this thing about opposites attracting.
V is a radical opposite; she’s a careful, conservative and methodical procrastinator who always looks to make the best decision possible. She likes to mull things over from every angle, explore all possible options (like a gazillion times over), and calculate, calculate, calculate before she makes her decision. If you’re looking for someone to find the best possible bang for your buck, look no further folks, she’s the one for you.
The downside of her thought process? She ends up missing the boat because of all the time invested in decision-making and evaluation, or rushing at the last minute due to procrastination.
On the other hand, I stuff up for the exact opposite reasons. I make up my mind like greased lightning, but miss out on finer details that could screw things up. I almost always skip out on the theoretical “better deal out there” too, not that I really care. It’s like the difference between getting a parking lot and driving on to find the better lot – there’s always a “good enough” line involved, and my bar is set much lower than hers is.
We make decisions based on different factors and requirements, and that’s just how it is. I’m a doer, and she’s an evaluator. What I’m trying to say is, there is usually nothing wrong about doing things differently, but you could see how the proverbial spanner got thrown into the works.
In our everyday routine, I’m usually the decision maker and doer with her taking a backseat. The problem here was simple: she had to decide if she was coming along on this trip.
This became somewhat of a problem, because I had already mentally decided to go with this crazy trip, and here she was still checking her budget, work commitments and so on. It drove me nuts for a while, because I was itching to get the details sorted out before it was too late. Some things you can never wait on, especially when it’s NBA game tickets with constantly rising prices.
It got me even more uppity because I could not get a straight answer out of her, be it how long she needed to decide, or the possible factors she was concerned with. In my structured routine of project management, I needed concrete metrics to work with; things like yes and no, specific deadlines and tasks. To put it simply, all these vague replies with indeterminate timelines were eating me up from the inside, because I was helpless before this massive management cock block.
So that was how things stood for a while. I’ll continue on the next post, because it seems like the post is getting a little drawn out. Stay tuned and read on.