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| 70. Because I’m not a 17 year old lifeguard anymore. |
All my bags are packed. I’m ready to go. Errrr… My bag isn’t exactly quite packed. And as for being ready to go, I am a ball of nerves over leaving my children for so many sleeps (because even though we drive each other nutty bananas at some point in most days, I really am pretty keen on them) and was up burning the midnight oil to finish the manifesto needed to hand the reigns over for a week. Soooo… That song doesn’t really work there, eh? But I am setting my out of office after today, friends. And I’m experiencing a wee bit of frazzlement.
Can someone please tell me when I became the mother that fretted over leaving my kids for some one-on-one time with my main squeeze? It was somewhere after number one. But well before number three. Hmmmm.
But nothin’ gonna stop us now (because Mannequin) …by tomorrow afternoon, I will be seeing sand and sea with the hubs and three other couples. The kiddos will probably have the best week of their lives without us to weigh them down. And the hubs and I will figure out what it’s like to have a convo without someone interrupting us every four seconds. Which means we may say everything we have to say to one another by the time the plane lands. Which is why I am also packing cue cards for convo starters (I kid, I kid).
Why are we headed south? We just couldn’t take the snow and the dinner time meltdowns.
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| This is real. After carrying that one out of our family anniversary dinner. And four minutes later, he was adorable again. |
Just kidding, we’ve had this vacay on the books since Abe Lincoln was prez in order to celebrate the rockin’ decade we’ve been doing the whole marriage thing. But the closer we get, the more nervy wervy mama gets. I know, you all feel realllllly bad for me, right? Getting nervous about a beachy vacay… But I think you also get me, right? I know once we’re feet in the sand, and drink in the hand, I will be ecstatic. It’s just in the getting there… the story of life, eh:).
Soooo… I know you’re sad to know there will be no new posts here next week but check my FaceBook page if you want to read some of the posts I see as my oldies but goodies. And otherwise, I’ll catch you all on the flipside and will be back with some fresh new words in a weekish.
Happy Friday!
