I’m writing this post on a Saturday night and it’s sponsored by the letter, “W.” Anyone want to take a guess as to what that could stand for?
Oh you’re all so clever!
Okay, let me just get into it before the W really kicks in.
This week was HARD. Hard. With a capital “H.” Nose to the grindstone, mess with the bull and you’re going to get the horns kind of hard. Hard.
And now it’s the weekend. And according to hubby “WE’RE OFFICIALLY ON VACATION!!!” But I’m not. It’s seems I never get my timing right on these things. I have a couple more things to wrap up before we officially leave for our Florida vacation on Monday. It’s how this always goes. He goes into “I’m on vacation!” mode and then I get jealous and hide in corners of the house trying to wrap up those few last things (which, let’s be honest, it’s never a few things, it’s always a lot of things that I have to be dragged away from kicking and screaming until he finally plops me in the vacation spot and I look around and go, “Oh this is nice! Okay, let’s do this for a bit!”)
I wonder if it’s just me or if this happens to other people. I want to be so present on my trip to Florida that I’m worried that if I don’t get EVERY LAST THING DONE before I go that I’ll just constantly be thinking about those things. And then what good is a trip if I can’t even get away from those things in my mind? Alas, I will get away from those things.
I mean, it’s Disney. DISNEY. Oh my goodness, I’m finally going to Disney World! I’m so excited. And I’m excited to have five days of adult freedom with the hubby.
No “When was the last time he’s eaten? Has he had any protein? Do you smell something? That’s him, right? Jackson, KEEP YOUR SHOES ON! Wait, where is the chapstick? Oh it’s on the floor collecting dust. GET OFF OF THE DESK. THIS IS NOT OUR HOME. Fruit snacks? No I don’t have fruit snacks. You can have an apple. Apple juice? No, that wasn’t an option. Where is grandma? At her house. Yes, her house. Why? Because that’s where she lives. No, you can’t go there now. KEEP YOUR SHIRT ON IT’S FREEZING OUTSIDE.”
None of that. Of course, I say all of that knowing I’ll TERRIBLY miss all of that, but alas, he will be having the time of his life hanging out with the grandparents for five days. And I’m sure I’ll get in some good craziness when we pick him up next Saturday.
But alas, the W is getting low and I have “a couple more things to wrap up” so I’m going to stop now so that I can go be “productive.” (FYI – those were all air quotes denoting sarcasm…not actual quotes)
Happy Saturday night, you hooligans!