Pre- Vacation

I was having guilt about not blogging. I tend to carry guilt like a piece of luggage. Speaking of luggage, I am packing for four (the hubby thankfully packs himself) in our lovely redneck luggage – Laundry Baskets. We have one real suitcase. That one holds my stuff.

I have been working over-time because I feel guilty going on vacation and we have been really busy at work, plus the amount of things you have to do before vacation makes you wonder why you bother. BUT, I’m OK with being bothered – it’s my fault that I am one of THOSE people who has to leave the house immaculate. Just in case.

I have managed to tan, get my toes and nails done and get the kid’s hair cut as well as eat nothing but oatmeal for lunch so I feel decent in my bathing suit.

By this time tomorrow, we will be on our way. I have a mix of anxiety, guilt of course, and excitement. The hubby and I are avoiding each other and the kind of arguments that always pop up before a big event. (We will be celebrating our 15th anniversary while away, so we have learned when to ignore each other)

I am on my way to visit two of my very best friends as well as parents all rolled into one. It’s going to take riding in a car for 24hours with four other people, but we will get there. It hasn’t been without hurdles. The cracked windshield, a new tire and battery trouble should take care of the bad things happen in three’s scenario though.

I will have stories to tell, I am sure, and no worries you WILL hear them.

PS – I’ll be commenting on your blogs from the depths of my temporary bedroom in the middle of the night when I can’t sleep. See you then!