We're planning on leaving after the kids get out of school this afternoon. We are also planning on stopping at a hotel at the half-way point. I like the idea of arriving at the beach in the morning and stopping half-way so we aren't so tired on day one.
It's a very low-key beach, the kind of place where you can leave your stuff on the sand all week without having to worry about anyone touching it. Cool that such a place exists, huh? There's not much to do except hang out on the beach, swim, eat ice cream, and play putt-putt golf. It's my ideal vacation.
Usually by day two the endless to-do list in my head and the background chatter from the stress in my life completely dissipates. And I feel at peace. If I ever had enough money, I would move here and live out the rest of my life happy.
Sounds awesome, right?
Except for this:
- I didn't finish my novel. I only have three chapters to go. Not a deal-breaker really, although I told the kids we aren't leaving until it's done. I think I need to bend on this one and finish it there or when I get back.
- My oldest didn't pack yet (no real surprise).
- She also didn't wake up in time to get a shower before school. I'm honestly not sure when she took a shower last. I'm thinking it's worth it to leave late to make sure everyone is smelling good for a 12 hour drive. So we'll wait. Fingers are crossed hoping that my pre-teen put on deodorant before school.
- My husband isn't packed yet. If he had packed, I would be worried - it's not his style. I figure it's a personal problem if he forgets something he needs. Whatever.
- I still have a mountain of laundry to do and can't deal with the idea of leaving stinky laundry behind. Maybe I'll pour some Febreeze on it and call it done.
- My husband waited until this morning to cut the grass. There's a thunderstorm this morning. The yard is flooded, and it's still raining. The grass isn't going to get cut. The only problem with that is the fertilizer is apparently working and I live in a HOA neighborhood where the committee people measure the grass to feel like they have power (no offense if any of you are HOA people - my association just goes a little overboard).
- I realized this morning that the gutters didn't get cleaned out after the last time it rained and they overflowed. I must not have reminded my husband enough times. I've heard 8 times is the magic number that you need to say something to make another person believe what you're saying is true. I suspect 8 is the magic number that triggers a call to the divorce lawyer - I haven't tested that one out.
- I don't have any beach shoes - but somehow I remembered to get shoes for all of my kids.
- My tiniest child went through a half a box of tissues already this morning while we took the older kids to school. I asked him to please not puke in the van. He said, "OK."
- My husband and I aren't getting along this morning...something to do with the thing where I would like everything to have been done already and he's fine waiting until 3 seconds before it's time to go.
- And my husband has to work on vacation. Again. Awesome.
Our biggest issue (and the only true deal-breaker for this trip) is that I have a back problem as well as a nerve problem in my leg and foot. I can't sit or drive for very long. And my husband's driving makes me nervous. We have a new van with better seats, so hopefully it will be all good. I plan to pack some muscle relaxants and narcotics just in case (which my doctor recommended).
Maybe I will drive as long as I can stand it, medicate, say a prayer that my husband keeps a good distance from the car ahead of us, and sleep on the bench in the back of the van. Maybe I will wake up hearing the ocean waves without having to endure the drive - like my own personal time warp.
I intend to be device-free for most of this trip, so I will be back mid-June.