I lied in my earlier post. Or, rather, I was grossly mistaken.
Being a retentive planner, you don’t get bored when you have nothing left to plan — you get utterly freaked out.
Granted, I’ve accomplished a lot, but I still feel like there’s so much left to do. I wish I’d been born with that gene that allows you to say “I’m leaving for a round the world trip tomorrow and haven’t thought about what I’m going to bring yet.” OK, they probably end up with sore stinky feet and are cold at night and don’t have packs of oral rehydration salts “just in case” like me, but in the end, they may be the happier for it.