Sometimes, the best trips are the ones you plan at the last minute. You know, when you just happen to find out that your husband has a business trip scheduled to the beach the same week you’re on spring break? I’m going to be honest about how this went down. The conversation was a little something like this:
Me: So, what does your travel look like during spring break? (Did I mention daycare was supposed to be closed, which would leave me with the crazy Manna spawn all by myself?)
Justin: I don’t know. Let’s check my calendar. (Pulls out phone). OK. Looks like I’m in Saratoga until Saturday night. Then I’ll be in Myrtle Beach for four days at the end of the week. (Puts phone away).
Me: (Baffled by his nonchalance). OK. So, you’re going to the beach while I’m at home? Alone? With the child? And off from work?
Justin: Pretty much.
Me: Listen, I know you’re going for work, but I’m just going to throw this out there. If you are at the beach, in a beachfront hotel, for four days while I am home with YOUR child and not at work, I am not going to be nice to you. At all. So, I think we probably need to reconfigure how this is going to work out.
And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how I finagled a beach vacation during spring break. Of course, it helped that there just happened to be a ridiculously low-priced oceanfront condo available. Definitely worth the 15-hour drive. Especially when this is what we woke up to the next morning.