I got a sweet little text from my girlfriend today. “11 Sleeps until Florida Bella” . At first, this text made me smile. Sometimes in life we meet people who are meant to be our friends, we are blessed that they came into our lives…this friend, she is one of those lovelies. But then, a moment of sheer panic…I hit the holy crap how am I going to be ready to go in 11 days wall! Hard.
Mind you, I was
window shopping for things for our trip AT that time of the super sweet text, but not POWER shopping like I should have been. Rookie mistake.
A 22 hour drive with two kids and a gassy Husband requires cookies, crafts, granola bars, gravol and ummm perhaps a gas mask and a touch of reality. Sigh. Reality bites.
What I really, really wanted to buy…
..isn’t she pretty? Instead I will make do with the cat hair covered luggage that we will pull out of the basement. Ick.
What would be loads of fun vs what I really needed.
Wishful thinking, weighed against harsh reality.
One day the dream world in my head and the real world will all align. Of course on that day I will jet off to some fabulous Island in the Caribbean on my private plane….until then, this Mama had better hit Wal-Mart.
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