I was intending for my post today to be filled with all the last minute details I've been taking care of, my packed suitcase and the wonderful gift Princess Jasmine gave me today. Even though all that stuff is done, sadly this post today isn't going to be about any of that. Instead it's going to be about how it's looking like our trip is going to be cancelled. I'm so depressed I could cry.
I got a call from my mother tonight. She just found out that her brother died today unexpectedly. She didn't really get along with him, but he's her brother so was still upset. I didn't particularly like my uncle. He was pretty much a non-entity in my life. My only real memories of him are of him making a inappropriate sexual comment to me when I was a teenager, and of him being obnoxious and getting everyone kicked out of a hotel after my cousin's wedding. I'm ticked off that I'm going to have to miss my vacation because of this. Yes, I feel guilty about feeling that, but it's the truth.
We don't know what kinds of plans are being made yet. He lived in Florida so we are assuming the arrangements will be down there. No idea about when.
Mickey, Minnie and the princesses will probably still be going to Disney, but as I was staying with my parents we will probably be canceling. I'm just depressed beyond words. I was so looking forward to this trip, and had put so much work into all my plans. I just look at my packed bags and want to cry. I dread the thought of having to call Disney to start canceling all our reservations. Luckily we purchased
trip insurance so we will get money back. The airfare we are just going to have to take the hit on.
I guess I'm going to have to live vicariously through everyone else's trip reports. Sigh.