My family takes a two week vacation every year.
Part of it is practical: my Husband works in a job, for a company, that makes you take off two weeks in a row (consecutive leave) to make sure there is no fraud. (oddly, in January of this year many banks have gotten rid of the consecutive leave policy as there are now way more checks and balances in the system)
Secondly, I am of the mindset that I’d rather take one long, well planned out trip than a bunch of short trips.
Obviously, this is just not going to work out this year.
However, since we entered Phase 1, my Husband has been itching to go away. He asked me to find some spots to vacation.
I was against this from the beginning. I’m rather frugal and I didn’t want to spend the money if I wasn’t going to get the ultimate experience. I look forward to getting away and if I go somewhere, I want things to be open with no restrictions.
But I knew this was important to him so I researched.
Found a spot.
He said- “Hmmm. Is everything going to be open?”
I kind of looked at him.
He said “No” to the first spot I chose.
Notice I said first.
Because I was to repeat this exercise four times.
I would actually make a reservation. In fact, if you were to look in my planner you would see
a cancelled reservation from tomorrow till Friday. A hotel that I’ve always wanted to stay at had finally socially distantly reopened. True, things would be restricted but there would be hiking and some outdoor things. The spa was open. (I mean- you had me at spa…) I was OK with this.
But three weeks ago my Husband yet again questioned if it was worth the money to go away.
You know. Sort of like I said back in June.
I have no doubt that my Husband will want to go away again. But we add a new wrinkle in the mix, because now, if we go away, he wants to visit his Mother. In Florida.
And he refuses to now look at going away in December that does not involve visiting his Mother.
Which I get in theory.
But in reality he doesn’t want to spend the only away time we have this year going to visit his Mother in the middle of a pandemic to a state where in all likelihood he will have to quarantine upon return.
So he sits and stews. And lets guilt overcome him. And my only hope is that he seeks some sort of peace and atonement with this decision today.
No good decision ever came of guilt or fear.
Yet that appears to be the only way we make decisions these days.