You know, I thought with vacation planned that time would creep. Slowly ticking by, agonizingly slow, the days would pass. In fact, that hasn’t been the case at all. I looked at our flight reservations today and the trip is just over 2 weeks away. Where did the time go? Why is it flying by?
I suppose family life is keeping me on my toes.
Halloween was last week. It’s a HUGE holiday for our family, as we get about 500 Trick or Treaters and their families a year. For my husband, it’s SHOWTIME! We dress up, the animatronics are out, and the house is specially lit. We have music and food, and a good time is typically (hopefully) had by all. We get a LOT of positive feedback from people who come trick or treating, and even get asked to pose for photo ops. It slays me that tons of random people around town have pictures taken with little old me in costume each year. This year I dressed as Pennywise, and my son went as Georgie. Of course, my son invited a friend over, so I got totally dusted. That’s fine though. The kids had lots of friends stop by and I think they’d tell you it was their favorite Halloween yet. The house got tidied up (somewhat, but the nice part of halloween is that dust is considered ambiance), and I feel a bit more relaxed. There is still tons of stuff I need to go through as I continue on my “purge of the things” but I felt more relaxed. I had BAGS of clothes I had washed from when my washing machine broke. Since nobody had worn anything in them since, I purged every one and donated all of them. It made me feel lighter.
What hasn’t made me feel lighter at all was stepping on the scale this morning. Stress, candy, and bloating, not to mention eating all the fatty foods has ballooned me up a bit the past few months. I have about 2 weeks to shed some of the bloat and a lb or two. It’s going to be brutal. I hate that I am the “chubbier one” of the family. It’s not even like I am that big, because I’m not, but British people seem to be smaller than Americans, especially where I’m from. I think it’s because they are more active, and tend to spend more time outside…at least my family does. Here in the States I work full time at a desk job and don’t get out and about as much as I would like. I said months ago I needed to lose weight, yet here I am. I didn’t do what I set out to do, and I’m honestly a little down about it. I have two weeks. Let’s see what I can do with that.
I’m beyond excited to see my family. It’s going to be different this time because my husband and kids are going with me. I feel a bit nervous about keeping them all entertained. I tend to have my habits when I go home. This year I want to visit my mom’s grave the day I get there. It’s a bit of a habit. Having her buried 3000 miles away is tough in some ways. I have no “place” to go to memorialize her. When I go back to England, I feel like visiting her grave signifies a lot. I’m also arriving on the anniversary of my grandfather’s death, which also lands on my cousin’s birthday. I usually go to the cemetary and visit both my mom’s grave as well as all the other family members that have passed as well.
The weekend we are there will be my cousin’s birthday party. This is awesome, not only because I get to go and take my favorite 3, but also because a lot of the family will be in one place. It allows me to see almost everyone in one shot. Trying to make it out to see the whole family is no easy task. Having everyone in one place is awesome and hopefully feel like old times. It’s tough because there have been some family estrangements and arguments over the years, which means likely everyone won’t all be together. I kind of hate that, yet on the other hand, I understand it. Assholes are going to asshole, if you get my drift. It does make me sad though.
My daughter’s teeth have been another major concern. I was heavily impressed last week when the orthodontist and coordinator called me for a conference call to address all my questions and concerns. I feel like we’re on the right track, and am cautiously optimistic. The process will be a bit more drawn out than I initially imagined. She had teeth pulled, a 3d scan done, and next week we begin the process. Her canine teeth are impacted, meaning they are bearing down on her 4 front permanent teeth. I’m a raging mess about it but am hopeful we can save her teeth and give her a beautiful smile in the process.
This week and next week are a whirlwind at work and home. Appointments, school conferences, and getting the family ready. I’m excited but nervous as my usual procrastinating self needs to kick it up many notches so I’m not a raging lunatic the 2 days before we leave for vacation.
Who am I kidding?
I’ll be a raging lunatic the 2 days before we leave.