There were options…so many that I spent an entire, wasteful afternoon on my laptop drooling over them all. Sun, heat, waves…BRING IT.
The only problem was my nagging conscience. Stinkin’ conscience. (For the record, this wasn’t the holiday-ing part of my conscience, oh no, that part has very little inhibition. Give it an idea, and it can be packed and ready in less than an hour.) This was the budget part of my conscience. The oh-so-practical, pencil and paper at-the-ready, side of my conscience. The point was, there just wasn’t enough in that yellow envelope with ‘Holiday’ scrawled across the front, to cover the cost of my dreamy, wild, kid-less vacation. (For the next record, “wild”constitutes a palm tree and a hammock … but not too much swing or my vertigo will return.)
So, there I was, left with a battle between Bahama Mama and PoinDexter. She brought me to shores uninhabited, white sand and lounge chair in the breeze, while he brought me nose-diving back to reality with a lick of his sharpened pencil and X number of dollars.
Could I have broken his pencil, his taped glasses and torn his budget in two? Surely…but then I’m just inviting a third party…guilt. If you think battling Bahama Mama and her lofty dreams and PoinDexter and his reality check are bad….you should try Guilt on for size. Geez, what a downer.
There was only one way to satisfy all 3…a Stay-cation. ‘But wait..’, you say…didn’t you just go to ‘Poor Mans Florida‘? Why yes, we did … WITH 3 CHILDREN. Lets call that what it is friends, Hard Work.
This time around its about the sacred covenant of Marriage, just me and the farmer and our old friend peace and quiet.
You wanna know where the big Vacay is happening? … London… *snort*, I ended up finding a really beautiful hotel room for 2 nights just 30 minutes from home. We also have a couple gift cards to use, and my parents are watching the kids…for Freeeee! (PoinDexter is quite thrilled with me.) In fact, the special part was, that after I booked the hotel room I went to our envelope system and lo and behold…there was EXACTLY that much in there!!
Talk about blessed re-assurance.
(*I hope to post more on our envelope system, and why it works for us, in the coming weeks.)