There must be some dreadful reason that I need to stay exactly where I am because every time I even begin to THINK about going out of town for whatever reason, we have car trouble!
Back in August I had been planning a girl's trip with my BFF and had to put two new tires on my vehicle. Last month, I was planning on going home to visit my grandmother and H's transmission had to be replaced.
Just yesterday I started THINKING about H and I taking a trip to Knoxville in November, just the two of us, to go see a Vols game. I was just determining the affordability of it. DH and I have not been anywhere together since we went camping for our "honeymoon."
And today after I had determined that we could afford this little weekend trip, I have to leave with to pick up DS from daycare literally led than 30 minutes after doing him if because he is throwing up, and when we get home, coolant starts pouring out of my vehicle. I mean all of it just gushed out.
Can I get a break? Every one keeps telling me that mom needs time away and that DH and I need to make time for us together. Well, there is some supernatural force at work preventing all that. And everyone we try to plan a date night (I do mean EVERY TIME), whoever we have lined up to baby sit decided they can't do it last minute or calls us to come home before we even get where we are going.
Seriously? I'm going on this freaking trip if I have to walk there! I just want ONE NIGHT alone with my husband! Just one in three freaking years! Is that too much to ask?
Ok, vent over.