Friday afternoon I had an idea: go with Hubby on a spontaneous trip to the beach and treat him to beautiful hotel room overlooking the ocean. When he got home I excitedly told him of my plans and offered to help him pack.
"I'm tired. Not really feeling the drive right now." POP!! Went my happy bubble. I wanted to offer to drive but knew he would get car sick which wouldn't be fun so I just gave up and sulked to our bedroom. It was then that I realized I wanted to go for me more than for him.
I'm still in a sad funk about my family leaving. My sister was here for two months and she BELONGED - you know? It's like something, someone, is missing in our home now and it sucks. I'm trying, and most days I'm fine, but it sucks.
I AM SICK OF SEATTLE (Well Florida actually, but it works with the song).
Anyone have any ideas to cheer myself up and move on? Something besides spontaneousness? Any ideas would be appreciated. Also I'm back full swing in the blogging world! Leave me a comment if you are new here and I'll be sure to visit you, I need some more blogging friends :)