So...I'm going on a special vacation in two weeks
Okay. I have something to tell you. I've been planning something for months. I've only told a handful of people because it feels completely indulgent, and honestly, I was a little embarrassed to tell you. I've felt some guilt on multiple levels on this thing I'm about to tell you. I feel guilty leaving my family to survive on their own for a few days. I usually work out all the logistics for my family when I go do something, but this time, I'm leaving them to their own devices. I've been afraid of people's response when they find out, but now that I'm two weeks away, there's nothing to do but finally let out the excitement because in two short weeks I'm....
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GOING TO DISNEY WORLD WITHOUT MY KIDS!!!!! You read that right. I'm going to Disney World with my friend. We have fast passes and restaurants booked. I ordered matching t-shirts because if we're going to Disney, we're GOING TO DISNEY!
So. There it is. I will sleep in a Disney bed all by myself. I will not have to manage a single person. I am absolutely giddy. It's not even Disney that I'm excited about it. It's the mental break from all the hyper scheduling and gymnastic juggling that has become my life in the last year. Although I cut things back, we're getting into the busiest part of my year with school, extra events, basketball, and now driving Tommy to and from work until we have the car situation settled. Jon still travels, and his schedule has been all over the place in the last month or so. I is tired. So tired.
I am surrounded by women who are exhausted and worn down. I wish they could all go to Disney for a week. I mean, not necessarily with me, because I'm pretty excited about not peopling too much. Still, I wish everyone could get a break. I wish I didn't have a feast or famine calendar style, but there it is. I'm either swamped, or I'm going to Disney. This is my shot, and I'm taking it.
I guess that's it. I'm going on a full blown vacation with my best friend and without kids. If you see me staring into space with a smile on my face, know that I'm picturing myself in Magic Kingdom.
So...yeah. That's really it. Happy Thanksgiving!!!
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GOING TO DISNEY WORLD WITHOUT MY KIDS!!!!! You read that right. I'm going to Disney World with my friend. We have fast passes and restaurants booked. I ordered matching t-shirts because if we're going to Disney, we're GOING TO DISNEY!
So. There it is. I will sleep in a Disney bed all by myself. I will not have to manage a single person. I am absolutely giddy. It's not even Disney that I'm excited about it. It's the mental break from all the hyper scheduling and gymnastic juggling that has become my life in the last year. Although I cut things back, we're getting into the busiest part of my year with school, extra events, basketball, and now driving Tommy to and from work until we have the car situation settled. Jon still travels, and his schedule has been all over the place in the last month or so. I is tired. So tired.
I am surrounded by women who are exhausted and worn down. I wish they could all go to Disney for a week. I mean, not necessarily with me, because I'm pretty excited about not peopling too much. Still, I wish everyone could get a break. I wish I didn't have a feast or famine calendar style, but there it is. I'm either swamped, or I'm going to Disney. This is my shot, and I'm taking it.
I guess that's it. I'm going on a full blown vacation with my best friend and without kids. If you see me staring into space with a smile on my face, know that I'm picturing myself in Magic Kingdom.
So...yeah. That's really it. Happy Thanksgiving!!!
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