It’s 11 am on the day after daylight savings and I haven’t showered yet. I have done the dishes, though and put some laundry away and now I must pause to go change the laundry so it doesn’t mildew.
Ok, I am back. Mildew has been averted. (On this load, at least.)
I have actually done a lot this morning. I turned in an article to the paper, went through old clothes, put some in the trash, some in the laundry, cleaned the boys’ room, and read seventeen blog posts while watching the PBS special on the Troubadour. I am amazing. Today. Tomorrow, I hope to watch seasons 6 and 7 of Beverly Hills while teaching my 3 year old how to feed me grapes and bon-bons.
My thoughts today turn toward that wonderful week in Spring adeptly labeled “Spring Break.” I am trying to figure out what to do for it. I have planned, and almost always plan, on spending this week in Utah so my kids get to visit their grandparents and I get to see Juan, the greatest hair stylist on the planet, and this year the plan is to buy a car. (The selection in town is not to my liking.)
I thought of staying at a hotel one night to use the pool and Utah has fun things like dinosaur museums, amusement parks, and In and Out Burger and Juan. I usually go and buy the kids summer clothes and see a few friends.
But this year, I don’t wanna. I want to pack my three children up, drive two hours to Missoula to take the Allegiant Air flight to LA. Once I get there, I want to rent a car and drive to Carlsbad. I then want to spend a day at Legoland. The next morning I want to drive down to San Diego and go to the zoo. Then I want to go to the other half of the zoo. Then I want to go swimming and then I will drive three hours back to LA to get on an airplane to then drive two hours back home.
Why, dear readers, do I want to do this? That sounds HORRIBLE. I will be alone with my three kids who get on each others nerves for the four hours they are together at the end of school until bed time. I will get no sleep and my patience will be out the window. Kevin thinks we should do those things as a FAMILY (meaning he wants to go, but is working.)
But I really want to go to CA because it is the land of milk and honey and dreams and it sounds so nice until I get there and have to drive in the traffic and tell the kids to shut up while I figure out which exit is ours and try and find a hotel and then figure out what to do when one kid wants to swim, one kid is asleep in the back seat and one kid is hungry.
Last time we went to Legoland James found a lizard and then cried for an hour when it ran away. And I want to do it again...
Do you ever have ideas you know won’t work and that you shouldn’t do but you can’t give them up and you will probably do them?