Monday, May 09, 2011

Final

I mailed off our final payment for the condo rental in Cancun this morning. So we've paid to get there and paid to have a roof over our heads....all that's left is......

Well, that depends on who you talk to.

My idea of a beach vacation is that: a beach vacation. I'm perfectly, blissfully content to sit idly and watch waves. Get into the pool...or if I feel enough inertia, walk down to the beach (very close). Even go to the beach club and rent a chaise for the day - making them wait on me all day with beverages and food possible - only effort required there is to settle the bill at the end of the day. Read. Sleep. Veg. Watch the ocean. Watch people. Take a nap. Whatever. Nothing, basically. I want to do nothing. And nothing is cheap.

Not so the men in my life. They want to go, go, go...and all the things they want to do cost money. Jet skis. Scuba. Snorkeling off a boat. Visiting ruins. Para sailing. Sure, those things are a blast - and they cost a fortune.

I've paid for a celebratory graduation trip that won't be. For sure for B. as he is not graduating. Long story and I'll spare you the details. He didn't finish classes he needed to graduate. And H. is a 'maybe'. He thinks he is. Thinks he will. But it's up in the air and at this rate, I'm not positive. I won't believe it until he participates in the ceremony on 5/28 and then we go to the table where we have to go to pick up his actual diploma.

We may be spending a small fortune for four air tickets and 7 nights in a beach front condo to celebrate two graduations that aren't happening. You can imagine my enthusiasm about spending all this money on a grand celebration - when there may not be a reason to celebrate.

So - from this point forward, here's what we're celebrating: this is the last vacation I will plan and pay for as a family. From here on out, J. and I will be going to the beach annually - and if others want to join us for some or all of the time, that's fine. If they can get themselves there (their dime), we'll allow them to 'room' with us. We'll even spend the money for a multi-bedroom condo to encourage them to come. But we're not paying for their air fare anymore. They'll have to 'afford' it themselves. And we'll treat for dinners - but all other expenses are on them.

Which at the moment pretty much ensures that me and my sweet hubby will spend 7-10 nights in paradise alone - 'cuz there are 'no visible means of support' happening around here.....

I have an ear infection and sinus infection and feel like I've been hit by a truck. Picked up antibiotics on the way home - (conveniently already had an appointment scheduled to get referrals to specialists for my 'maintenance' things) - so I should feel a lot better by this time tomorrow....hope so, 'cuz it's a board meeting night....

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