We’ve had our family vacation this year – a nice trip to Lake Erie in Ohio with all the boating and racing roller-coasters the area could provide. Now it’s time for my staycation week and it seems that everyone in the house wants a piece of me.
It’s flattering to a degree. I have teenagers and the fact that they’ll be seen in public with me is a wonder, never mind the fact that they would be seeking my company in a one on one situation for an extended period of time and – I feel the need to mention it again – in public.
But, with just a few hours here and there around their work schedules and that of my husband, it’s a challenge. Who wants to do what, who will not do that, who needs school clothes, who does not but doesn’t want to be left out? There’s logistics as well, since one is working daily from 11 am to 2 pm, and the other is working daily from 2 to 5 pm. The latter does not have a driver’s license either.
Lastly, what about me time? It’s my staycation, my break in the daily work grind, after all. I say that even as I fear I gave up my right to think those selfish thoughts when I got pregnant 20 years ago!
Staring down my days off, I scheduled my husband on the one day he managed to have off during my week. After coordinating meals and rides for the other two, we jaunted off for time alone that felt downright indulgent even though we spent mere pennies.
I scheduled a back to school shopping session with my youngest, my friend and her daughter that would pack some bargain hunting at the outlets and dinner in after my daughter’s daily work schedule. And, I made plans with my older daughter to see a scary movie we both want - but need supportive companionship – to see.
Feeling heady with my scheduling skills, I still must dodge the threatened invasion of the older daughter onto the shopping trip, and my fears that I’ll get to the end of the week feeling more frazzled than rejuvenated. It’s nice to feel so wanted, so I have to ask – is it wrong to need to be alone after it all?