Hi guys! Just wanted to write a quick something to see if I’m the only one out here that finds family vacations to be more work than vacation. I almost feel bad even asking this question. I really don’t want to be one of those people who complain about their vacations when other don’t even get to take them, but this is what I’m feeling. Plus, I’m not so much complaining as I am blabbing and venting.
I just returned from a week up at the family lake house in Chautauqua, NY. My mother and step-father have been there for most of the summer and with everything I have going on here in Pittsburgh with the move, I haven’t been able to get up there all summer. Since school starts in a few days, I felt like this was out last chance to get up there for a substantial amount of time. Now, I feel like I am waiting for school to start so I can have my alone time back to recover from this past week. Don’t get me wrong, I love being up there and I love being outside and watching the kids have fun. It’s just stressful. Packing for three Heartbeats and our very old dog is a job. Making sure our house, which is on the market, needs to be in ‘ready to show’ condition before leave. Organizing care for the cats is tricky too, especially when one is sick. Then driving the three hours up listening to the kids complain that their devices need charged or they feel car sick after 10 minutes. We finally arrive and it’s time to unload the car, put sheets on four beds and get to the store to buy groceries for the week.
It’s now time to have fun. Oh shit, it’s raining. Well, now what. I just did all of that and drove three hours so the kids can watch TV in NY instead of PA.
We get a break in the weather and my oldest Heartbeat wants to go fishing. Sounds good. I go out to the back yard to catch some worms. I have no problem doing this and I am pretty good at it. I get us the biggest fattest worms and we walk down to the dock. Oh my God, I completely lost my courage for hooking a worm. I can pull those suckers out of the ground, but I can’t rip them up and hook them anymore. I’m going soft. I called my mother to come down and help. Yes, I’m embarrassed. She comes down and it turns into a whole family affair.
The two younger heartbeats want to fish too. Everyone is plucking fish out of the water now. My youngest, the animal lover, just so happens to catch all the fish that swallow the hook and die. She is heartbroken and I have to comfort her. Is it Happy Hour yet? no? Is it, at least, past noon? Damnit!!!
We actually ended up having a great day. My son and I kayaked about two miles, up current, while my mother took the girls in the boat to our favorite swimming spot. I was so proud of him (and myself). We meat them there and swam for a few hours. Now is it happy hour time yet?
We got back to the house and the kids decided not to listen at all. Bathing suits in a heap on the floor and all of them fighting with each other for no reason except trying to piss each other off. NOW it’s happy hour!! I ignore (as much as I can) their fighting and retreat with vodka to to front porch to watch the hundreds of hummingbirds.
Mom decides to build a fire and the kids agree. My step-father has this cool fire tunnel thing he does. We wait for two hours while he tries to build the fire after it had rained that morning. He finally gets it and the kids have lost interest. He does the fire tunnel anyway. Kids decide to go to bed instead. ugh
The next day is beautiful!! We spend all day on the boat….blowing up floatable toys, throwing balls in the water, getting lunch together and breaking up fights over whose turn it is for what toy. All I want to do is fall asleep on a raft and work on my summer sun. Nope….kids fighting again. Back to the house we go to finish the day on the docks.
Last day, time to clean and vacuum the whole house, strip the beds, wash all the sheets and towels, pack it all up, put it in the car and drive three hours home.
At the end of it all, I feel more exhausted after vacation than I did before we left. Was it worth it? Absolutely!! The kids had fun, I enjoyed spending time with my mother, and we made memories. Next vacation will include a babysitter, a beach, a drink, the sun and headphones!!! All For My Heartbeat