Monthly Archives: May 2013
It’s been a weird spring, but Memorial Day weekend is finally here. Unfortunately, Mother Nature didn’t cooperate with us on Saturday for pool opening day. The temperature high for the day was 62* on Saturday, so we bailed on the tradition of pool opening day. But Sunday’s forecast was 68* for the high. When I finally rolled out of bed at 8:30 AM (finally sleeping in for a change!), it was a brisk 54* outside but the sun was shining and there wasn’t a cloud in the sky! (Can you see how blue it is?!)
I didn’t move quickly like a ‘normal’ weekend day for the pool. I had recently ordered (thanks to a gift card) a new beach towel, but that’s the ONLY thing I had handy first thing Sunday morning! I couldn’t remember where I had put my swim bag and sunscreen! I was able to find everything, get my bag packed, and get over to the pool around 12:30, when the temps moved from the 50s to the low 60s. Not surprising, there were maybe only ten people there, with two (kids, of course) actually splashing around in the water.
The water was too cold to even think about going in. It ended up being a gorgeous day to lay outside (with sunscreen in the double-digits) AND I managed to not come home with any sunburn.
On the calendar today is our annual trip to Kennywood. I’ve been awake since 5 AM like a kid on Christmas morning!
To all of our veterans who serve, have served, or have given their life for our freedom, a heart-felt thank you for your service.
Happy Memorial Day, everyone!
“Remember that time my BF offered to take me away for a weekend with friends because I didn’t have the money to go?
Yeah, me neither.”
So my friends are all headed to Baltimore for the weekend. Because I don’t have the money to go, I’m not.
I thought maybe the boyfriend was going to man-up and offer to take me away for the weekend (something he hasn’t done in the five years we’ve known each other). With wishful thinking, I requested a vacation day today. I coordinated a weekend trade of kid responsibilities with my Ex. But two weeks after our email exchanges discussing it, there has been no follow-up or offer from the boyfriend for me to go.
I don’t know why, but my disappointment is so overwhelming.
Our last email exchange about this trip was that he would “get back to me” about the questions I presented. He didn’t. And I don’t feel that it’s my place to remind him. Nor do I feel that I need to beg for someone who supposedly cares so deeply about me to do something nice for me.
So instead, I will be home all weekend, kid-free, feeling sorry for myself that I let myself be disappointed again.
Before you start thinking ‘well, if you wanted to go, you should pay for yourself.’ Yes, I know this. I do not expect, nor have I ever expected, a man to fund my fun. As I stated before, I have paid my way over the past five years. I have never been comfortable with letting someone pay for me.
I don’t expect anything from others that I wouldn’t do myself.
I’m hoping that I can channel my tears and frustration into a cleaning frenzy so this vacation day and kid-free weekend isn’t a total waste. The weather is supposed to be beautiful, so I’m hoping to be able to take the bike to the trails, clear my head, and get some exercise.
It doesn’t matter how much you care about a person, it doesn’t turn them into the person you wish they could be.
UPDATE: I wake up Saturday morning to an email “This trip would be more fun with you.” So I reply that I’m not there because of him. I forward the unanswered questions email to him. His reply: “I thought we had a conversation about that.” Another reply indicates that he needs to quit having conversations in his head with me because I can’t hear them. No kidding! Boys R Dumb!