rottiemom
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8/19/09- It's done. It's cancelled. But I'm OK with that. When life hands you lemons, turn them into sour mix & make a glowtini anyway.
8/05/09 update-
I know that it's not the worst possible thing that could happen but I'm crushed. I'm holding out until that last possible day but it's pretty much a done deal. We have to cancel the trip. Even though the trip is all saved up for & paid for we need the money. My scrimped, saved, coupon clipped, pennies rolled WDW trip money.
I'm sick over this.
The worst part is that the trip$ is just a drop in the bucket as far as our finances go so it's not even like cancelling the trip will make THAT all better. It's just...the responsible, adult thing to do.
I have fought this tooth & nail & tried everything to avoid it but...well...
.
Being a grown up STINKS!
***Holy Carp! Have I been MIA or what? I just haven't had that mouse mindset. See Pg 3 for the latest & dullest!***
Blame it on the glowtinis! Forget the Jack Skellington mouse ears or the build-your-own lightsaber that's taller than my son, it was the Glowtini with it's wonderous blue cube that has become our best WDW souvenir. It would be only fitting if I was writing this by the light of a glow cube because it's gotta be the lure of the glowtini that's calling me back.
Well that and the fact that I only got to ride through the Haunted Mansion once. And the fact that we never managed to find Club Cool. Or go on Soarin'. Or find a single Dole Whip. Or...oh we just need to go back!
You know that phrase "carrot on a stick", about dangling a carrot in front of a donkey so that it'll keep plodding along?
It all started with a free dining pin code.
Actually it really all started with me trying to plan a first ever trip to WDW last spring & discovering the DIS
. I lurked, I learned, I indexed and I planned and thanks to the accumulated knowledge of the people here we had a great trip. You can find the link to the unfinshed TR below.
Why unfinished? Because shortly after we returned home things started to go wrong. Nothing tragic, or life threatening but a lot of unpleasant reality all at once. There was suddenly no time for levity, fun or esacaping to the DIS. Then hours get cut back at work, meaning that money gets cut back. Expenses have already been cut back as far as they can.
Then, in February, I receive a pin code for free dining in September '09.
I agonize over things for awhile, then on the last possible day to use the pin code I book a trip. The trip is booked, but there's a self imposed catch. The catch is that I manage to save up enough to pay for the trip in full by July. And by "in full" I mean everything from air fare to dog boarding to spending money while at WDW. It's going to be tough. It may not even be possible. And if I can't save up the money for the trip in it's entirety I'm going to cancel it. So it has the potential to be painful as well.
I was reluctant to even start a PTR because that would make it even worse if we had to cancel...but then I found disposable plastic ponchos on sale for 50 cents each and a I realized that it was a sign from the shopping gods that writing a PTR would only serve to make me THAT MUCH MORE determined to make this trip happen. The glowtini on a stick, if you will.
Obviously, this trip to WDW in September is my carrot (or my glowtini). Hopefully I don't end up wanting to beat myself with the stick...
8/05/09 update-
I know that it's not the worst possible thing that could happen but I'm crushed. I'm holding out until that last possible day but it's pretty much a done deal. We have to cancel the trip. Even though the trip is all saved up for & paid for we need the money. My scrimped, saved, coupon clipped, pennies rolled WDW trip money.
I'm sick over this.
The worst part is that the trip$ is just a drop in the bucket as far as our finances go so it's not even like cancelling the trip will make THAT all better. It's just...the responsible, adult thing to do.
I have fought this tooth & nail & tried everything to avoid it but...well...

Being a grown up STINKS!
***Holy Carp! Have I been MIA or what? I just haven't had that mouse mindset. See Pg 3 for the latest & dullest!***
Blame it on the glowtinis! Forget the Jack Skellington mouse ears or the build-your-own lightsaber that's taller than my son, it was the Glowtini with it's wonderous blue cube that has become our best WDW souvenir. It would be only fitting if I was writing this by the light of a glow cube because it's gotta be the lure of the glowtini that's calling me back.
Well that and the fact that I only got to ride through the Haunted Mansion once. And the fact that we never managed to find Club Cool. Or go on Soarin'. Or find a single Dole Whip. Or...oh we just need to go back!
You know that phrase "carrot on a stick", about dangling a carrot in front of a donkey so that it'll keep plodding along?
It all started with a free dining pin code.
Actually it really all started with me trying to plan a first ever trip to WDW last spring & discovering the DIS

Why unfinished? Because shortly after we returned home things started to go wrong. Nothing tragic, or life threatening but a lot of unpleasant reality all at once. There was suddenly no time for levity, fun or esacaping to the DIS. Then hours get cut back at work, meaning that money gets cut back. Expenses have already been cut back as far as they can.
Then, in February, I receive a pin code for free dining in September '09.
I agonize over things for awhile, then on the last possible day to use the pin code I book a trip. The trip is booked, but there's a self imposed catch. The catch is that I manage to save up enough to pay for the trip in full by July. And by "in full" I mean everything from air fare to dog boarding to spending money while at WDW. It's going to be tough. It may not even be possible. And if I can't save up the money for the trip in it's entirety I'm going to cancel it. So it has the potential to be painful as well.
I was reluctant to even start a PTR because that would make it even worse if we had to cancel...but then I found disposable plastic ponchos on sale for 50 cents each and a I realized that it was a sign from the shopping gods that writing a PTR would only serve to make me THAT MUCH MORE determined to make this trip happen. The glowtini on a stick, if you will.
Obviously, this trip to WDW in September is my carrot (or my glowtini). Hopefully I don't end up wanting to beat myself with the stick...