T Minus 12 Days

Two weeks from now I will be…well, I’m not really sure where I’ll actually be…but I’ll be on vacation!

A few months ago the hubby calls me up and starts asking questions about my schedule. He alluded to planning a family vacation but it kinda made me suspicious because he wasn’t actually planning. We picked a week but that was it. There was no other discussion. And that’s so not like him. This guy is a planner. Nothing in his life happens without planning. Without a timeline. Without some kind of agenda. He just doesn’t operate without a plan.

In the past we’ve done a couples vacation and a family vacation. We didn’t last year – we just took a short family vacation. That’s all we could fit in. And this year is just as busy.  So in my mind, it wasn’t even a question – it’s a one vacation year.

We’ve talked quite a bit about taking the girls to Disneyland. I would like to do it while they're still pretty young. Not that it really matters – I mean, I was 14 when I went and I still thought it was cool. But I want to take them when they’re still young enough for it to be magical. I want M2 to meet Mickey Mouse and believe she’s meeting Mickey Mouse – not know that it’s really some guy in a costume. And from our discussions, I kinda thought we were going to try to do that this year.

A few weeks passed and we still hadn’t talked about vacation specifics and when I brought it up he was kinda evasive. After spending 12 years with him, he’s not that hard to figure out. He was planning something. So I knew. Well, I thought I knew. We were going to Disneyland!

But I told him, if it’s a trip that I need to prepare for, give me a heads up so I can do that. Surprises are awesome but you gotta give me a little notice. Like the year he surprised me with a weekend getaway at a fancy hotel. I thought we were going to dinner; I had no clue so I hadn’t packed anything. And he didn’t want to tip me off so he didn’t pack anything either. Not a thing. No contact solution, no toothbrush, no clean underwear. It was pretty comical. And a little bit gross.

Then last week he called me at work to tell me he had good news. It’s funny, because we’ve had a bid in on a property for over 6 months now. It’s a short sale and it’s taking forever. That's where my mind went -  I automatically assumed he was calling to tell me we had gotten the house. Nope, he had called to tell me that he had indeed planned something for vacation. Surprise!

But it actually was a surprise because since it was our 10 year anniversary, it’s a special trip just for us. Which I totally didn’t think we were doing. The only thing I know about this vacation is that I need a swimsuit. Which just goes to show that he knows me too because there is no place I would rather be than on a beach.

So I'm super excited. And anxious to find out where we'll end up. Vacation countdown begins now!