Weekend Plans: How to Curate the Perfect Level of Chaos
By Sienna — Spontaneous, playful, a little chaotic. Life's an adventure and I'm dragging you along. ·
Stop Planning Your Weekend to Death
Listen, I get it. It’s Thursday, your calendar looks like a game of Tetris gone wrong, and you’re staring at your phone waiting for a sign from the universe. Most people think a "good weekend" involves a color-coded itinerary, reservations made three weeks in advance, and a high-stress expectation that everything needs to be perfectly Instagrammable.
Spoiler alert: If you try to control the weekend, the weekend will control you. And usually, it’ll end with you crying over a lukewarm salad because the restaurant you booked wasn't actually good.
I’m a PA in LA. My life is literally built on last-minute changes, production emergencies, and the absolute necessity of being able to pivot when a location falls through at 2:00 AM. I learned a long time ago that the best stories don't live in your Google Calendar. They live in the gaps between your plans. If you’re ready to stop existing and start adventuring, here’s how I curate a weekend that feels like a movie, without the production budget.
The “Gerald” Method: Embrace the Unplanned Drive
My car, Gerald, is a beat-up Honda Civic that has seen better days. He smells faintly of craft services coffee and old receipts, but he’s the most reliable partner I have. On Saturday mornings, I don’t check Yelp for the “top 10 brunch spots in Silver Lake.” That’s a trap. Instead, I pick a neighborhood I haven’t spent enough time in, put Gerald in drive, and just… go.
Here’s the rule: You aren’t allowed to use GPS for the first hour. Drive until you see something that makes you go, "Wait, what is that?" Whether it’s a weirdly aesthetic antique shop, a park with a suspiciously high number of dogs, or a taco truck with a line that looks promisingly chaotic, stop the car.
Actionable Tip: Pick a direction—North, South, East, or West—and commit to it for 45 minutes. Whatever intersection you’re at when the timer goes off, that’s your destination. Go to the nearest coffee shop, ask the barista, "What’s the weirdest thing to do around here?" and do that. People love being asked for local secrets, and you’ll end up in places that aren’t on any influencer’s grid.
The Twin-Brother Test (Or: Why You Need a Catalyst)
My twin, Cole, is the polar opposite of me, which makes him the perfect accomplice. I’m the one saying "Let’s hike to that random peak," and he’s the one making sure we have enough water so we don’t actually die. You need a catalyst.
If you’re a 7 like me, you probably have a million ideas but zero follow-through. You need a friend who isn't afraid to tell you when your idea is physically impossible, but who will help you execute it anyway.
Actionable Tip: Reach out to that one friend who makes you feel slightly out of your comfort zone. Send them a text: "I have $60 and no plans for Saturday. Let’s go find a disaster." The "disaster" part is key—it sets the bar low, which means anything slightly fun becomes a massive win. When you drop the expectation of perfection, the pressure vanishes. That’s when the magic happens.
The Art of the "Maybe" RSVP
I’m not saying you should be flaky—nobody likes a flaky friend. But I am saying you should stop over-committing to events you’re dreading. People fill their weekends with obligations to attend "networking drinks" or "brunch with people I haven't talked to since 2021" just to feel busy.
If it doesn’t excite you, it’s a "no." My weekends are for exploration, not social maintenance.
Actionable Tip: Keep your Friday night completely empty. Not "reading a book" empty, but "I have zero obligations and my phone is on silent" empty. When you leave space, room for the random phone call from a friend who’s heading to a pop-up gallery or a late-night bonfire appears. You can’t be spontaneous if you’re booked solid.
Resilience is Your Best Accessory
Let’s get real for a sec. I moved to LA with $800 in my pocket. I’ve slept on floors, I’ve had my car towed, and I’ve worked sets where I was pretty sure I was going to be fired every single hour. That chaos didn’t break me; it made me.
When you approach your weekend with the mindset that a flat tire or a closed museum isn't a ruined day, but a plot twist, life gets a lot more interesting. If your "perfect" plan goes sideways, don't retreat to your bed. Lean into the detour. Maybe you end up eating street food in a parking lot while arguing about the best 90s thriller movies. Honestly? That’s better than any reservation you could have made.
The Sunday Reset (The Non-Boring Version)
I know, I know—everyone talks about the "Sunday Reset." Usually, it involves cleaning your baseboards or meal prepping chicken breast. If that’s your vibe, you do you. But for me? Sunday is for the "Low-Key Chaos."
I spend Sunday morning going through the photos from the weekend, maybe editing a quick reel, and making a list of the places I discovered. It’s not about productivity; it’s about reflection. I want to keep the momentum going so when Monday hits, I don’t feel like I’m coming down from a high. I feel like I’m already plotting the next adventure.
So, what are you doing this weekend? Are you going to stick to the same old routine, or are you going to let Gerald and the universe take the lead? Tag me in your chaotic, unplanned, beautiful Saturday stories. I want to see where you end up. Shoot me a comment or send me a DM—let’s compare notes on the weirdest things we’ve found in the city.