This is the week the kids have been waiting for – Spring Break Week! Whoop! They have been counting the days since Christmas. Where are we going? What are we going to do? Can we get new clothes? ARE we going to get to go somewhere, mom? Mom? We aren’t staying HERE are we mom? Oh, the questions have been piling up. We have dear friends in Florida, so we decided to venture south to visit them. Take our shoes off for a few days so to speak. Sit on the porch. Fish a lot. Sit back and relax. Sounds so easy. If we could just transport there and not have to get things packed and ready for travel.
About two weeks before departure, the kids and I ventured to a larger town to do some shopping. We found swimsuits, flip flops, light weight jackets, and ended up going to Barnes and Noble to get some beach books. I did not want a new swimsuit. I can still wear the super-stretchy thing I purchased about fifteen years ago. It has faded to a new color and I can wiggle into it. So, that Nineteen ninety-five miracle is still holding together. However, I am adamant about sun screen and books being in all travel bags. The kids still had to attend school for a few days which gave me some much needed time to get things together.
We called our friends and confirmed the visit dates and had a family meeting to discuss which actual days were to be spent on the road. We discussed electronic media devices and charging cords and room expectations. When I go on vacation I like to leave the house clean so that on a tired and weary return nothing has to be done to make it to work/school the next morning. As such, I had room expectations for travel. Clean sheets on all beds. Bathrooms cleaned. All laundry in the house to be clean and put away. All junk off of bedroom floors. Pretty much the house has to be clean or we are not going. It drives the kids crazy but it is nice to come home to a clean house.
And so preparations were well underway to visit Florida for a few days. I got the oil changed in the car and picked up all the trash from the backseat, re-filled our medicines and picked up some more sun screen. About mid-week I realized that I had accidentally read all of the beach books I had purchased for the trip. Not sure how that happened, but they were interesting and I just couldn’t put them down. So between tennis lessons, golf team drop-offs, and the fun-run at school I ran over to B&N again. I have to confess that I did not tell the children because I did not want to have to explain. They would never know, and besides I did not feel like another lecture on how much I read.
Really, they are so righteous at times. “Is that your second book this week mom?” And if that isn’t enough, they also count the number of Dr. Peppers I drink. “Didn’t you have a soda on the way to school this morning mom? And now, another one at supper? You are going to get diabetes.” I know they mean well, and I give that same lecture on diabetes, but really, I deserve my books. I work hard and I fit in my reading between hauling them around and cooking. And that is what I tell myself as I travel yet again to Barnes and Noble on this day right before we leave.
No, I don’t know how it happens, but I do need another book or two to make it through spring break. I am sure they have bookstores down there in Florida, but I might want to read on the way, and I really, really like the lady at my Barnes and Noble. She knows me by sight and waves as I walk in the door. Actually, I am doing it for her. She seems to need cheering up and I always try to joke and make her smile while I am checking out. She seems to appreciate it because she always invites me back!
My Spring Break wish for all is that you have safe travels and that you have time to turn as many pages as you like over the next few days.