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My Life Thus Far
A Calculated Risk
Even though I'm having a good time on this trip, I'm starting to feel a little ready to go home. I miss the kids. I miss Snookums. I miss my bed. The list goes on... but I'm having a good time. A much better time than I thought I would be having. I guess I just suck at going on vacation. Or maybe 3 days is all I really need to feel refreshed. I haven't worked in 4 days, and quite frankly it feels like it's been an eternity. I'm rested, and the stress is lifted. Not that I'm in any huge hurry to get back to work, of course. I'm just taking note of how long it really takes to feel refreshed. It's less than I expected.
I'm kind of feeling like I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place. I'm almost wishing that I hadn't caved under the pressure that first day, because I really wish I had my own car and a little more freedom right now. I'm depending on Gen and Sam to entertain me, and take me places. I may be on vacation, but they aren't. They're living their regular, daily lives, and taking me where I want to go. Gen swears it's no trouble, and it's all stuff she wants to do, too. But I'm still feeling like a burden. There's so many things I want to do while I'm here, but I don't want to be overwhelming to them. I guess I can always come back. Now that I've got the vacation bug, I'm sure I'll be back many more times in my lifetime.
We didn't really do much today. Which was fine, because I've got a little sunburn. Nothing major, but it probably wouldn't be a great idea to be out in the blazing sun the day after. I'm definitely red. My bra straps feel like they're made of sand paper. I look like a lobster... oh well. I'm not going to lie and say I'm not happy about having a little color. I enjoy being tan. I'll take my chances with skin cancer. So irresponsible, I know. I'm going to die of something someday. I live such a healthy life otherwise. It's a calculated risk I'm willing to take.
While the little ones were napping, Gen and I went to the Exchange to look for souvenirs. They have a pretty good selection of Hawaiian paraphernalia. I'd like to get Snookums and the babies some cool gifts, but I don't want them to be cheesy, touristy stuff. Hawaiian, but things worth holding onto. I also want to find myself a nice necklace. Something to commemorate this journey. No, it didn't go as planned, but it's still an important milestone in my life. Now that I've gotten this under my belt, I plan on taking more solo trips in the future. Before I buy anything at the Exchange, I want to see what the flea market has. It's quintessential Hawaiian, the flea market. I'm hoping for some handmade, local items.
I'm ready for bed, but Quinn is sick. Gen is exhausted, and while there isn't much I can do, I feel like the least I can do is stay up with them. For support. I admire Gen's tenacious mothering. She's a great mother, so attentive and compassionate. Even though I've been doing it twice as long, I feel like she's better at it. My kids made it too easy on me. I think the universe knew I couldn't handle the challenge.
Also, this is my 1,600th entry. Yay me! Even if I did take a 4 year break.
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