Shoved to Them
The long delayed honeymoon I wrote about here will not be happening.
We have hospital bills from when #3 found out that Legos are non-digestible, and now our master bath shower is causing rain in our classroom. Two strikes and our financial reserves are depleted. When the Fun Fund is empty, the Computer Guy and I stay home. It’s the reality of living within our means.
Instead of whisking my sweetheart away to Carmel-by-the-Sea in California and spending four days of quiet rest, we will be showering in the children’s bathroom and hiring someone to redo the plaster on the ceiling downstairs. I’ll admit to shedding a few tears of disappointment over the ruin of all my plans, but am also grateful that I did not choose to take the discount afforded by pre-paying our hotel.
On the up-side, I’ve discovered what a treat the children’s bathroom is. It is bright and airy with a large skylight and cheerful walls. It feels like taking a shower at the beach, and I love the beach.
This whole experience has me rethinking my own decorating decisions with the master bath. I loved the oyster gray walls because I thought the plainness of them would be soothing, instead it is boring and plain. I’m now pondering color schemes and design fixes. If you can’t go somewhere for a change of scenery, then change the scenery around you.
That’s our romantic vacation, a $20 bucket of paint and maybe a new shower curtain. I’m trying to shrug it off and tell myself that the 15th anniversary is more of a honeymoon year anyway. Who wants to take a romantic trip for their 14th anyway? me.
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