I'm going on vacation - starting Friday - to Alaska. My aunt and uncle live near Anchorage, and they invited my brother and I up there.
So we've got our tickets, I took the time off, and we're all ready to go.
But my aunt called tonight and told me that a problem has arisen. My uncle's daugther and her new husband have invited themselves at the same time my brother and I are coming.
She and my uncle felt really bad, and due to various family dynamics, they couldn't exactly say no. So I do sympathize mightily with them.
But now something I was totally looking forward to has just become something I'm dreading. I'm stuck on this timeline, I can't change my airline tickets. But it's not the money that's annoying so much as the fact that taking 40 hours of vacation is not something I get to do very often, and I only do it if I'm planning something great.
Of course, I told my aunt that we're fine, and we'll make the best of it etc. No problem. I refuse to be rude or whiney or otherwise problematic.
But just between you, me, my brother and the fencepost -- it wouldn't be such a big deal if there were enough rooms in the house, and the motor home we'll be travelling in for four days (and 1,000 miles) had enough beds etc. My bro and I are introverts and do need some alone time in order to recharge. I'm thinking there will be no alone time here, and we'll be lucky if we're not sleeping two distant relatives per bed.
So now instead of being totally jazzed about going, I'm dreading this.
Everyone tells me I'll get along famously with my er, ?step-cousin. And while we probably have lots of similar interests, there's just something about a 45 year-old-woman who doesn't know better than to NOT muscle in on someone else's vacation.
Ok - I know I have to not worry about it, have to make the best of it or else it will be a self-fulfilling prophecy. I'm sure we'll enjoy ourselves. I have a feeling my brother and I are going to do a lot of hiking together LOL. And yes, I have my new camera which will be loads of fun. And wilderness always makes me happy.
But please let me take a moment to mourn my Alaskan Vacation.
So we've got our tickets, I took the time off, and we're all ready to go.
But my aunt called tonight and told me that a problem has arisen. My uncle's daugther and her new husband have invited themselves at the same time my brother and I are coming.
She and my uncle felt really bad, and due to various family dynamics, they couldn't exactly say no. So I do sympathize mightily with them.
But now something I was totally looking forward to has just become something I'm dreading. I'm stuck on this timeline, I can't change my airline tickets. But it's not the money that's annoying so much as the fact that taking 40 hours of vacation is not something I get to do very often, and I only do it if I'm planning something great.
Of course, I told my aunt that we're fine, and we'll make the best of it etc. No problem. I refuse to be rude or whiney or otherwise problematic.
But just between you, me, my brother and the fencepost -- it wouldn't be such a big deal if there were enough rooms in the house, and the motor home we'll be travelling in for four days (and 1,000 miles) had enough beds etc. My bro and I are introverts and do need some alone time in order to recharge. I'm thinking there will be no alone time here, and we'll be lucky if we're not sleeping two distant relatives per bed.
So now instead of being totally jazzed about going, I'm dreading this.
Everyone tells me I'll get along famously with my er, ?step-cousin. And while we probably have lots of similar interests, there's just something about a 45 year-old-woman who doesn't know better than to NOT muscle in on someone else's vacation.
Ok - I know I have to not worry about it, have to make the best of it or else it will be a self-fulfilling prophecy. I'm sure we'll enjoy ourselves. I have a feeling my brother and I are going to do a lot of hiking together LOL. And yes, I have my new camera which will be loads of fun. And wilderness always makes me happy.
But please let me take a moment to mourn my Alaskan Vacation.