Within 24 hours I’ll be in a car, with three kids, a dog and a husband – heading out for our end of Summer-before school starts, vacation. It’s been a while since I’ve gone on vacation. Like, years. Many, many years. I should be looking forward to it. The beach, the rest & relaxation. The unplugged version of myself. But today, even as I type this, I am stressed.
There’s a lot that goes into planning a vacation. There’s the preplanning. The lists of what has to get done in advance while you’re gone, and who’s going to take care of all of it. There’s the packing – my God – the packing. And not just for me, but my three kids – who yes, should be able to pack themselves, but let’s be honest. If they packed themselves, they’d be walking out of the house with a Stop & Shop bag filled with snacks and a bathing suit.
There’s the massive amounts of laundry to wash and dry and fold neatly on the bed and strategize everyone’s outfits for a week. And let’s not forget about the pup, who needs his own bed, treats and a week’s supply of food.
Throw in the fact, that I’m not a beach person. (I know. Don’t judge) I’m not a nothing-to-do-for-miles-so-I’m-gonna-enjoy-the-quiet person. Oh, and did I mention I hate road trips? And this one is not just a road trip – this is a leaving the country and heading to Nova Scotia trip. This is driving for 15 hours and wishing you were anywhere else than in a car with three fighting kids and a dog who will no doubt, have the entire car covered in hair, just out of sheer anxiety within the first 15 minutes.
Oh yes, and my boutique. Leaving my boutique for a week feels like breaking up with your summer crush. I already miss it! And we haven’t even left yet.
And the chickens…and the fish. Lord almighty –
Top it off with the fact that I may or may not have sprained my wrist last night, while cleaning the toilet. I mean, really? I’ve got it wrapped, but seriously, what the absolute f*ck, people!
I know – quit complaining. I get it. It’s vacation. Enjoy it. Be grateful. Blah blah blah. Yes. I’m sure I will once we’re there. I’m sure it won’t even bother me that there’s nothing for me to do but sit on the sand and watch the kids kayak, fish and boat. Nothing to do for miles. Nothing…
I’m a multi-tasker. I never do nothing. And I kinda like it that way.
But alas, this is not about me. This is about giving the kids a great vacation before they head back to early mornings, routine and homework. They deserve this vacation.
And it’s for my husband, who works so hard for all of us, and wants to share his childhood memories of Nova Scotia with his kids. He deserves this vacation.
So off I’ll go. For a week. I’ll bring books. I’ll bring wine.
And apparently now…I’m bringing Midol.