Wednesday September 8th, Part 2.
We last left off with Marc & I boarding the bus to Riverside. I was excited, anxious and everything all rolled into one. I was a bundle of nerves, after the hot morning leaving me zero patience, I was worried what would happen if I didn't get a Mansion. I might melt down with the best of them.
This was also our first taste of multiple bus stops at a resort. I'll admit, I am NOT a fan. More on that later.
I think on this particular journey, the stop at the main building was stop #3 but don't quote me on that. On the bus, I had tossed Marc the camera. The plan was that I would do the online check in and Marc was on picture duty.
I think he did pretty well while I was checking in.
Didn't he do a good job? I was impressed and I will admit wondering where the heck he had gone too while I was checking in.
While I was at the online check in desk, which took longer than at Pop. I think I had a newer CM. I didn't mind that it was taking so long, I was enjoying the AC.
I think the first thing I asked is if I had gotten a Mansion room once I handed over my ID.
The answer was......
YES!!! WOO TO THE FREAKING HOO!!
We were in Parterre Place. I wasn't thrilled about that location but I really enjoyed it. I'm glad I didn't request a specific Mansion building and just went with what they gave me. Just like at Pop too, I was happy with what they assigned me without putting in a request.
I met back up with Marc who didn't appear until I was leaving the lobby area. I was concerned he had gotten run over by a bus or something while taking pictures. I told him that we had gotten a Mansion room. We headed to the food court to get some lunch to go. I was hoping that POR would have the delicious Taco Salads like I had at POFQ and ASMu but no luck. I was sad. I ordered a kids mac n' cheese and Marc ordered a cheeseburger. We brought them back to the room with us.
As we headed to our room, Marc didn't take pictures along the way, I guess he's not that good yet.
I think I have a picture of room number later on. I had Marc take pictures of the room while I collapsed on the bed. It had been a long morning!
We ate our lunch or I should rephrase that, I got stuck on my lunch and gave up. I decided to call bell services because Pop had said that our luggage would be delivered by 1PM. The lady I got on the other line was not so magical. She said it would be delivered before 4PM. I asked if there would be anyway for her to check to see if our luggage had arrived yet. She said no. I wasn't in the mood to argue so I just let it go.
Less than 5 minutes later bell services called and said our luggage was on the way. Oy!
Our lunches.
Since our luggage had been delivered I decided that we should do laundry. I gathered everything up while Marc finished his lunch and I headed to the pool area to start the laundry.
I claimed a table and then went to the laundry room. We only had two loads to do. I sat down at the table and decided I needed a drink. I hadn't eaten anything all day except a slushie coke and two bites of mac n' cheese. Marc finally arrived at the pool taking his sweet time, I asked him to go get me a Pina Colava at the pool bar.
This is when IT started.
Argh.
IT would be the maddest that I have ever been at Marc. EVER.
He rolled his eyes and huffed at me. I said, "FINE! I will go get it." He says to me, "I want to relax." I almost blew my gasket but just said, "Well so do I and I'm doing our laundry." He finally agreed to go get it once I stood up and put my flip flops back on to go to the pool bar.
I took some pictures. We were at the quiet pool in between two of the Mansion buildings, Parterre Place and Oak Terrace I think. It was beautiful and so relaxing. I couldn't wait to dip into the pool!
By the time he got back, it was time to switch the laundry over. We have some shirts we don't dry so I took them back to the room because I didn't want them just sitting on the dirty pool chairs.
Ahhh...my sweet baby.
When I got back from the room, I sat down and finished my drink. Quickly. It was delightful but I was still feeling a little lethargic from not having anything to eat all day.
Soon enough it was time to get the dry laundry out. Marc had said he would bring it to the room for me since I had already gone back once.
I get all the CLEAN, DRY laundry into our laundry bag and exit the laundry building to a DOWNPOUR!
I'm ready to have a melt down. I'm hot, tired and hungry. I scurry over to our umbrella expecting Marc to stand up to take the laundry. He just sits there. I ask him if he's going to go. "I'm going to wait out the rain." In my head I am fuming. I'm standing, holding the PIPING hot two loads of laundry. I already lugged it here, did it and took the clothes we don't dry back to the room I WAS DONE.
Marc is sitting with his feet up on a chair, pool drink in hand (I didn't take a picture of his because I was still grumpy at him) reading his book.
I asked him to please take them because as I'm standing there, my back is getting soaked because the umbrella is not covering me. He tells me to just put the clothes on a chair.
On a dirty, gross pool chair.
Nope!
I grabbed up my room key and huffed away with the piping hot laundry, CURSING him in my head. Close to tears.
I know it might sound silly to you but I put so much effort into planning a nice vacation for us and he doesn't appreciate that. He tells me he's going to do something and then he doesn't do it.
I was so done.
I put away all the laundry.
I sat on the bed and cried.
I resolved that I was NOT going back to the pool.
That lasted for about 20 minutes.
I was in my bathing suit and I was going to go swimming.
What do I see when I get back to the pool?
My husband swimming without a care in the world. He didn't even notice that I hadn't come back.
I was seething with anger. SEETHING, I tell you.
I sat my butt down in my chair and didn't budge an inch. I may have sat there with my arms crossed for a bit before I calmed myself down enough to read my book.
Marc finally notices that I'm fuming mad and swims over to me. "Aren't you going to come in? It's really nice."
At this point my jaw hurts because I'm clenching my teeth so hard. Again, I may have been overreacting but with the heat and not eating, I was not rational.
I get into the pool and I have a very quiet conversation with Marc about how mad I am at him at the end where no one is swimming. He apologizes and I feel a little better. I think he realized that he wasn't the only one on vacation at that point. And when you offer to do something, you need to do it.
I let it go and enjoyed a relaxing swim. It started to sprinkle a little bit more but we waited it out in the pool. Once I was in a better mood, we talked about what we wanted to do that night. We decided to head to Downtown Disney.
From the boat, my camera is a little foggy.
As much as I love the boat, sometimes it felt like the ride to DTD took forever and I know a lot of that had to do with the stop at POFQ each way but oh well. I love the boat!
On the way over to DTD we decided that we would get Wolfgang Puck Express to go so that I could eat and not have troubles hopefully with feeling rushed.
I ordered Roast Chicken with Mashed Potatoes and Marc ordered the Meatloaf that came with mashed potatoes and fried onions on top. We do not have pictures, we were so hungry by the time we got back to the room that we both forgot until we were finished.
My chicken was AMAZING. It was so nice to be able to actually eat! Marc loved loved his meatloaf.
Before we left DTD we had stopped at Goofy's to get some dessert.
Marc's peanut butter chocolate cookie.
Pumpkin Fudge and a chocolate covered strawberry.
Both were heavenly! My goodness, so very good. I am now addicted to pumpkin fudge. If you have the chance to try it you should. I also just realized why I have been craving pumpkin so much over the last few weeks. DUH! It must be because of the wonderful pumpkin fudge!
Our next day was scheduled to be Animal Kingdom. I was not feeling it at all. I told Marc that we should have a rest day and do AK another day. We still had a week left! He agreed, so we didn't set the alarm. We went to bed with dreams of a relaxing day dancing in our heads.
Coming up...
A Changed Mind.
and don't know if I would be able to stand the heat, so I give you super dooper props for taking the heat with (just the right amount?) of crankiness
This made me laugh out loud and then Charles wanted to know what was so funny! Our husbands are so weird sometimes! 
