1 comments

vacation

So I want to go on vaction.  I need a vacation. It was a very busy fall for me and I am tired of working so hard with no end in sight. Plus it's been a year now since my last vacation.

I want to take the DD's to Florida. Somewhere warm and sunny. And listen to the waves crashing on the beach....first we have to work out the dates. One's in college and one's in school. So, my plan is to wait until DD1 is done with her semester at college and take DD2 out of school for a week.

And then, where should we go? What should we do? Disney and Daytona are my plans. But did I ever mention that my parents live in FL? A couple hours south of Daytona. So it should be a no brainer and we should go stay with them, right?

Been there, done that. Learned my lesson, and will never do it again. Besides that I am not on speaking terms with my mother yet.....she does not welcome guests to her house.

The last time we went (and it was the last time) she stuck our family of 4 in a tiny little computer room that was STUFFED with stuff. And 2 twin beds. Yeah, we were real welcome. We all lived out of suitcases for a week. Not that we needed fancy accommodations or anything, but to feel welcome would have been nice.

But really, that's how she lives. With stuff everywhere.   She is a hoarder. And I guess she wanted us to feel at home in her home so she didn't make any changes for us. And then after 5 days she started getting snippy with us and snappy with the girls. We left, and haven't gone back to FL since.  That was 5 or 6 years ago.

Well, DD2 and I went to Orlando and Disney last year. And my mother was supposed to drive the hour and a half and meet us for a couple days. But she didn't. My Grandfather (my dad's dad) passed away our 3rd day on vacation. My dad told me to stay in FL. Oh, don't get the wrong idea here, my mother did NOT accompany my dad to his dad's funeral. Unbelievable.

She told him to tell his family that she couldn't come because she was going to see us in Disney. She told us she couldn't come see us in Disney because she was waiting to see if my dad called and asked her to come to the funeral. Uh, she has a cell phone.....I don't know. That's the kind of games she plays. I'm tired of it.

Anyway, the gist of this post is....we have family that lives in FL, 20 minutes from the beach. They are my parents and it should be a no-brainer. We should feel like we can go and spend some time with them. Shouldn't we? But we don't. And that makes me angry because shouldn't you want to see your kids and grandkids once in awhile? We're low maintenance. And it makes me sad because my DD's won't know their grandmother like I knew (and loved) my grandmothers.

1 comments

disconnected

It's weird. I feel disconnected from my other blog. I've been writing there a while, but I guess it's just lost its appeal. It's therapeutic quality. I just don't feel like finding something light and fluffy to write over there. My life isn't bad, but neither is it all that interesting. I don't know.

And then there's this blog. Which I can use as therapy, but I feel like I am sneaking around when I write on it. No, that's not what I mean. I have to sneak around to write on it. I don't know. Maybe it's cabin fever. Or winter blues.

There's so much going on in my life, and yet there isn"t. KWIM? Ack, same old, same old. Speaking of same old, same old......DH has been driving me nuts. How's that for a segway????

We've been married for what seems like forever (and a day) and sometimes he just grates on my nerves. OMG. He finds fault with EVERYTHING. Not big faults....just a little fault with everything he sees or hears or watches on tv. I don't say anything about it anymore, because it just isn't worth it. But it makes me crazy. I wish he would just shut up. Or listen to himself and hear how horribly critical he can be.

I don't say anything......hoping he will just stop. But he hasn't yet. And so I find myself hardly talking to him at all. Because whatever I say, he will find a point to argue about. And it's easier for me to not argue about nothing. Besides, I hate confrontations....mainly because I don't know how to deal with them. And secondly, because he does not fight fair. And it's not worth my tears and emotions to get worked up over nothing. Although, him being so very annoying isn't nothing is it? *sigh*

Does this make me passive aggressive? Or just a patsy for letting him get away with his attitude? He's not a bad guy. He just gets in these moods where he is right and everything else in the world is wrong. And that's when I wonder what the hell I was thinking when I got married.

Hehe. So I went from writing about not writing on the other blog to a huge vent about DH. Weird how my mind works.....guess I needed this : )