Redefining History...Maybe.

I’m not sure what is wrong with us.  I supposed I shouldn’t approach this from a deficit model but rather asset based.  I think that’s the correct terminology.  I think this makes us courageous, adventuresome and dedicated.

Or it just makes us stupid.

We have both had the bug for quite some time again.  I don’t think we ever really get rid of it, it’s always there; nagging, demanding attention waiting to be satisfied.  Kind of like three little people I know.

Jess always has her hand on the pulse of the prices, looking to see if there are any deals to any places that we would want to go.  There’s five of us now, and that presents its own difficulties.  Car, lodging…

Then there’s all the stuff that has to get done at the house – at least one bathroom, the carport needs repair, the house needs to be painted, there’s a plumbing issue that needs to be resolved.  Then there's work.  There are always work issue - things they want you to attend, things you need to attend, things you want to attend, positions to fill, summer school decisions, planning for the year, etc.  Oh that's right, educators just have the summer off.  

We haven’t been away overseas since 2015.  That was the trip with Neil and Malcolm to England, Portugal, Germany, Austria and Czech Republic. 

Jess has been to London with Duncan, without the rest of us.  But that was for her business. 

We seriously started debating plans yesterday when I got home from work on Saturday.  Yes, work on Saturday.  FML.


Jess had a few ideas by the time that I got home.  Earlier the week before she put a mirror outside and it didn’t make it to the curb on Thursday, so, we had the snow and of course, it breaks.  So I had to clean that up.  I had a beer, and well, when there’s snow, you make the best of it.


To be honest, I fully expected to walk back in with flights having been purchased.  She did mention something about that on my way out but I pretended not to hear it.  Silence equals compliance.

When I came back in, no flights had been purchased.  I’m not sure if that is a good or a bad thing.  What I do know if bad is that the flights we have been looking at are not the greatest for flights with kids.  I’m already getting anxious thinking about them being awake on the flight, Duncs flipping out, like both Neil and Malcolm have done.  Sleeping and not sleeping.  Screaming like a banshee.  Like these incidents:

·      2013 – Death Flight to Iceland/Scotland
·      2015 – History Repeats Itself – Lesson NOT Learned

The rest of the day and night was the usual mayhem.  When and if we had an opportunity to “discuss” options it went something like this:

J:  I mean, could we even handle them if we went away somewhere?
Me:  Can we handle them here? 
J:  No.


And…

Me:  When we went with just Neil, it was two countries.  Then we went with Neil and Malcolm and we hit five countries.  Now we have three and we’re only talking about going to one country?  I don’t know if we could do that.  We don’t know when we are going to go back again.


And so it goes, round and about again…cue the Clash…Should we stay or should we go?

It's now 9pm.  Everyone is in bed.  Ok -just the boys but that's good enough.  We have been watching the Harry Potter movies.  Neil mostly likes it, Malcolm is scared and I'm not sure Duncan knows what to think.  I'm exhausted, as usual.  It's funny, I read some of the last blog and not a lot has changed, maybe swap Malcolm for Neil and Duncan for Malcolm and people are still grabbing things out of each others hands, vying for attention, and maybe not being so nice to one another.  Not all the time, just some of the time.

Tickle, tickle...

Apparently, we won't be redefining history, looks like we will be repeating it.  In this case, that's a good thing.  As of about 5:30 pm we are booked, flying to Inverness.  Yes, the Highlands.  Back again.  We have dreams of a nice, relaxing trip in the country, visiting castles, ruined abbeys and beautiful nature.  Walking the Lochs, listening to the sheep and just chilling out.  Good family time.  The five of us.  Nice and relaxing.  (If I keep saying it, maybe it will be.)




I can't wait!




We gotta work on our five person selfie game...


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