Monday, March 31, 2008

For those of you that want to keep score...

...here you go, my tale of woe. Start counting the ways in which the fates are mistreating me while on vacation.

1) The cab company sent a car instead of a van to pick us up, resulting in much scrambling and a last minute dash to the airport, where we got on the plane to find that NWA had reassigned our seats even though they knew we were traveling with 3 small children leaving us split up all over. Wonderfully nice people accommodated us and then watched the stews watch us install a carseat then inform us that it couldn't be in a row behind an exit row, necessitating removal and repositioning of said carseat and all 5 of us yet again while several hundred people glared holes in our heads. Y'all know about my compulsive tendencies...you can guess how wound I was by the time we got down here.

2) Less than 24 hours in Florida and the better part of a day is spent on the phone with our house/dog sitter, my parents, our vet, an emergency vet and various neighbors after our oldest dog collapsed. We had to have him euthanized while we were thousands of miles away. Seriously. This goes into my "proof that there is no benevolent god" file. No goodbye. No holding his big slobbery head in my lap as he faded out of our life. We weren't there when he was hurting and confused. He's just gone. He won't be there when we get home.

Somehow I have to find a time to tell my 2, 5 and 7 year olds that he won't be waiting for them when we open the door. This blows. I can't even process it or I cry and cry and cry. THIS IS INHUMAN.

3) ...and to top it off a contractor set up a wet saw outside out condo this morning to work on a remodel next door. Do you have any concept of how loud those are? So we re packed 7 people and 2 now full kitchens and spent day 2 of vacation moving to a new, hopefully quieter, condo.

(which has WIFI, so I can keep you, constant reader, informed of all our mishaps)

4) ...and we just tried to wander across the street to get an icecream after all that and guess what? Of course they are closed. Seriously, cut a girl a break please!

I fully expect to arrive at Bush Gardens tomorrow and have it be closed at which point my husband will start channeling Chevy Chase and I may become an alcoholic.

Seriously. I'm on vacation and I just want to go home because now I'm so worried about our little girl dog. But I don't ever want to go home because Willy isn't there. Looking out at this beautiful expanse of Gulf of Mexico and all I can do is cry because part of my life has been ripped out of my heart.

13 comments:

Tikabelle said...

Oh, sweetheart, I'm so sorry! I hate it when vacation turns into a trial instead of a respite. And I'm sad for you about your puppy. :( Many good thoughts are headed your way, dear. ::hug::

P.S. - has it occurred to you that next time you should vacation in Sunny California? We'd love to have you!

me said...

{{{hugs}}} for all of you!

NotScarlett Sarah said...

Oh honey. I am so sorry. Lots of love to you. It WILL get better.

P.S. Where exactly on the Gulf in FL are you??? Closer to Pensacola or Tampa??

Kelly said...

Big Hugs to you! My thoughts are with you and your family on your loss....

pacalaga said...

Oh no, oh no! I'm so sorry about Willy. I hope your memories of him bring a smile to your face, sooner rather than later.

Beth said...

That's not the way to have a vacation. I hope things turn around and you are able to find a few bright moments in the remaining days of your trip.

Maybe it's for the best that you weren't with him when he went. You won't have the memories of his last moments, you'll remember all the wonderful moments that came before then. Well wishes to you and your family.

belle7171 said...

Geez, how horrible! My thoughts are with you all and your poor doggie, and here's hoping your vacation can get a little better!

SpinningErin said...

Ah, hell. That really bites. If you start taking over Wally World, uh, I mean Bush Gardens, you can flee here when you're on the lam. Good gosh. I'm so, so sorry about Willy, let alone biting back your own grief to break the news to the offspring. Oh, Dawn!

Bridget said...

What an awful way to start a vacation! Sending hugs and positive energy.

Bob said...

What a heartbreaking situation. I am so sorry.

stitchinghermit said...

I want to cry for you, Bad fates.
I will send good thoughts and pray for a better time for all of you, as well as a better return trip.

Auntly H said...

{{{{{{{{{{{dawn}}}}}}}}}}

KimW said...

Oh my goodness, Dawn. I'm woefully late to write with condolences and hugs, but I send them your way, and to all the big and little men in your life. xoxo