Change is good. Sometimes. We've had lots of thoughts of changes here the past few days, some good, some questionable.
One change, and Tink would argue, probalby one of the most important ones is...our footwear.
Yes, the TK family has ordered and returned more footwear than we care to count. Sadly, I have kept track of the various twists and turns my weary brain has taken in the quest for the perfect shoe for myself and DS.
And here we have...
success!
The boy likes his
Crocs. When they first arrived, he was distracted by other things, and I was worried. Did he even want to try them on? No.
But, after his bath, when he had regained some level of deciding to pay attention to his parents and their wishes, he tried them on. And loved them. I question their capability to be our all the time shoe, but for the pool and for play, I think they're great. And they're so cute. And so yellow. Who knew the boy's favorite color would be yellow?
So today, since they still have a 20% code, I went online again and ordered these puppies.
Yup. They're cute, eh? Typically we sport a Stride Rite wide sandal during the summer, and his current ones are too tight. They're a size nine and his toes are peeping out of the little holes the fisherman style makes. And when I took them off today, he had marks. So we seriously need some new gear here. I opted for a ten, since I think it'll be okay if his foot is a little short on the bed of the shoe, and if I'm lucky they'll last until Disney. If not, we'll figure it out then. Another chapter for the trip report, eh?
I returned a whole bunch of stuff today, and still need clothes for work and still don't know what I want. I think I am seized by an inability to decide on anything right now.
I don't know. I'm feeling a little...lost. Savvy?
I am also
When I initially booked our vacation, I planned it from a weekend to a weekend. Last year, DH's boss said it would be better for him to be gone from a Monday to Friday instead of a Wednesday to Tuesday, or whatever we did then. So I obliged. And booked a Sunday to a Sunday.
Do you all know how much more airfare costs on Sunday?
How I am kicking myself for trying to accomodate someone who still thinks we're not taking this vacation?
How frustrated I am that I cannot book anything else and that I bought nonrefundable tickets to
MNSSHP?
Do I try to cut the vacation short? Do I say to heck with it...pirate...and pay the airfare? If I wait until July to see if they offer the special, it will be too late to try and re-book free dining, but still allow me enough time to :::gasp::: cancel completely.
I know.
Can you believe those words came out my mouth?
I'm just thinking about everything...maybe too much. Thinking about working vs staying home, thinking about how we can get health insurance, frustrated that I've discovered within myself I have no desire to take that full time job, but not thrilled at what I'm going back to.
That $2500+ I'm spending on vacation is starting to look frivolous.
And yet I can't imagine life without something to look forward to. DH works almost every weekend during the summer, usually at least two days, sometimes Fridays as well. We barely see him. As a matter of fact, he's working on Father's Day. We always went in September as our, yippee, summer is over, but we have one last hurrah. Then today in New England it's 98 degrees and I'm running errands thinking why am I going in September.
Oh, I'm a mess.
I big, big mess.
Who seriously wants to do this...
But where? Who can say. Perhaps my reluctance to buy new work clothes stems from a desire to make a change. Let's pyscho-analyze TK, shall we?
And help me! For the love of everything Jack Sparrow, help! Talk me out of cancelling.
!!!! I have been described as a "game gal" in the past is that the same thing
. Only joking I've always been a V good girl
.....I promise
, I think you'll find your DH will appreciate that your're being honest with him about your feelings.
My parents used to do the switch off and my brother and I had a babysitter for about 2 hours in the afternoon before my mom opened her daycare. My dad worked days and my mom worked 3-11 or something like that. Every family finds something that works for them. If you ever need to chat/vent you just let me know!
. I hope they showed the beautiful places Scotland has to offer to show you God's Own Country
in it's best light. It's so funny because we don't tend to think of a Scottish accent as being lovely
...more of a comedy turn a la Mike Myers
aka Lapu Lapu Fabby Fest pics
