It's bittersweet.
I want to celebrate this milestone birthday with him and do something special.
But he doesn't deserve it.
There's no sugarcoating it.
But, because I'm stupid, or because I feel bad for him. Or because I don't want other people who don't know our story, to think I'm a horrible wife for doing NOTHING for him.
I mean, he took me on a surprise trip to NYC after all.
Right?
Wrong.
He spent money we didn't have to take me on an extravagant trip.
Continuing to dig us into financial hardship.
So no, he does not deserve this trip.
Which is why I bought trip insurance.
Just in case I wanted to cancel.
But then I got a new job.
A freaking life-changing job.
A job I should be proud of and a job that should be celebrated.
So we're going on a really small trip.
It's only 2 hours away and it's only for 2 days.
Because he may not deserve this trip.
But I certainly do.
We had to cancel our trip.
It's no one's fault.
My poor sister has Covid.
And that means my mom, who hasn't been feeling well but tested negative, is likely positive too.
So that means we don't have anyone to watch the girls/dogs/house for us.
Of course, we can postpone our trip.
As long as my family is healthy and ok.
But I won't say it doesn't sting a little.
But then the other part of me is happy to save the money. It wasn't going to be a lot, but some.
So instead, I'm treating myself to an eyelash lift/tint and eyebrow wax on Friday. My actual birthday.
I want to celebrate Steve's 40th a little too. Not sure what we'll do, but we'll think of something.
Here's to having a few days of not having a job and having NO CLUE what next week brings!
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