Thursday, June 3, 2010

The day before vacation

Getting ready for vacation is so stressful, mostly because my husband is so freaking calm to the point of comatose while I am a whirling dervish of stress and trying to be organized and not forget anything and also breathe ...
Stress is more stressful when no one shares it. Because then, you're not only stressed, you're borderline neurotic, too and DON'T TELL ME TO CALM DOWN... oh, sorry.
Really what I need is a vacation.
Ah, irony. There you are again.
So, tomorrow we start the drive to the coast. Yes, drive. Don't get me started; he won't fly.
We'll see how it goes...

1 comment:

  1. Sorry to hear you and your father are having issues.