How Not to Have the Vacay of your Dreams…
I have had this recurring dreaming for the past couple of weeks . The dream goes mostly like this: I am finished work and school is out for the summer. In the shade a brightly colored beach umbrella, I am relaxing poolside with my favorite book of the hour and a cold refreshing drink. The mid-day sky is a brilliant blue, and there are white, fluffy clouds that look like exploding marshmallows dotting the picturesque backdrop. The summer sun is shining brightly, and song birds can be heard in the distance faintly chirping a tune. I tilt my head back and allow my drooping eyes to gently close, as my weary bones and muscles ease into an afternoon siesta.
Ah, this is the life…
Through the haze of my dream, something jars me awake. Far, far away, I can hear this sound. Piercing the calm of moments ago. It is an irritating, fingers-on-chalkboard kind of scratching sound. I try to ignore it, but it won’t go away. What could be possibly making such a commotion?
“Moooommmmmmm, so-and so won’t let me get on the computer and it’s my tuuuurrrnnn.”
“No, it isn’t!”
“Yes, it is…you were already on for, like, an hour!”
“Gimme the mouse….”
(scuffle, scuffle, scuffle….)
“OWWWWWWWWWWWW!”
MOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!
Reality check. I am no longer sleeping, although I still find myself drooling on the couch while the right side of my face has permanent pillow marks implanted along my jawbone. I have fallen asleep in the fetal position on the sofa while all heck breaks loose around me. I can hardly move from the dreadful pain shooting up from my legs through to my neck and shoulders.
Someone please tell me that it is not really summer vacation already?
Alas, summer dream vacations are not all they are cracked up to be. But, if there were such a thing as an ideal summer vacation or fantasy trip to an exotic location in the works for me, here is what I would deem essential to making that vacay the stuff dreams are made of.
If you were going on a dream vacation, you probably will not be bringing along four cranky, over-tired children. Unfortunately, I cannot make the same claim. What can I say? You are smrtR than I am. Can it really be considered a vacation, dream or otherwise, when you take children along? After all, nothing really changes. Reality still follows you to the ends of the earth. You still have to clothe, feed, groom, discipline, console, growl, cuddle, bathe, snuggle, growl some more and potentially sleep with your children when you are on vacation.
My hubby and I took a vacation with our four children to Dominican Republic, and my youngest daughter threw up five times on the plane before we even touched down on tropical soil. The plane we were on was a party-plane, and the Spring-Breakers that shared our aisle were understandably less than thrilled to be sitting in a section with our sickly clan as we made trip after trip to the postage stamp-sized washroom at the rear of the plane. Not to mention the smells. As this all happened right in the middle of the evening meal.
As if this was not enough to dampen our spirits and discourage us from vacationing with kiddos, another daughter decided to follow suit mid-week, just when we were all starting to unwind. This time around, she had three days of all-you-can-eat buffets to enhance the senses. Thank goodness for daily room service and balconies with railings (and that little spot at the bottom of the stairs just the right size for storing dirty, stinky bed sheets.)
Let’s be serious. If you are really going to consider a dream vacation, take a little advice from me. Leave the kiddos with Gramps and Grandma. ‘Nuff said.
As well, try not to sandwich your dream vacation in between back-to-back work/extra-curricular commitments, as I have made the mistake of doing in the past. I have literally worked up to the minute before I have left on a trip and found myself collapsed on a seat somewhere in a vehicle or on a plane, of absolutely no good value to anyone including myself for about 24 hours into the trip. And likewise, I would suggest avoiding at all costs the red-eye flight home, particularly when you have an 8:00 a.m. appointment the following morning followed by your first day of a new job. Can anyone say, ‘pass me the java and prop my eyes open with a two-by-four?’
Finally, as this list could go on ad nauseum, I will end with this. Try not to make the dream vacation too much fun. When you plan on having fun, nine times out of ten, something goes wrong and you end up feeling gyped and bummed about your dream vacay. Set the bar really low, and then everything you do and see will look and seem stellar. There is nothing quite like low expectations to brighten up a trip. Dream or not.
Happy Summer, everyone!
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Thanks for the heads up, Lori! I am the Gramma here! I love reading your stories! But, I don\’t envy your life!
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