Tuesday, December 16, 2008

Vacation


My eyes are closed...I'm taking deep breaths...I'm trying to picture myself in this beautiful setting. (this was the view from the lobby of my hotel on my honeymoon in case you were wondering)

It's not working.

After hubby and I got married, his parents decided that instead of wasting money on presents that no one really wanted in the first place, we would all get together and take a trip somewhere. Nice idea - really nice idea - in theory. In practice, well, that's another story.

My family plans. We're organized. We make all necessary arrangements months in advance. Reservations are made, we have tickets to whatever activities we want to partake in and we've made plans to see everyone we want to see. You may call this being anal - whatever it is, it helps us relax knowing that when we finally get on vacation, we don't have to worry about a thing and can just unwind.

His family...well, they're from Maine. And if you know any Mainers, you understand completely. If you don't, Mainers are the most laid back, indecisive, trust the force type of folks out there.

I suppose neither way is right or wrong. But it's like we're from two different planets sometimes.

Next week we're heading off to Florida.
And I am so stressed over everything that isn't done yet. We're a party of 15 and don't have dinner reservations for Christmas. Even if it wasn't Christmas, don't you think with having a young kid and a party that huge reservations are kind of a requirement? We don't know how we're getting to and from the airport. They don't even know when the flights are. And they won't tell me when they're making it down to Jersey next week so I can plan my son's birthday party around their arrival because they will be pissed if they miss a second of the action.

Maybe you're reading this thinking, "Jaime - you're the planner. Just step in and get things done." Believe me, I've wanted to hijack control of this trip. I could have had everything planned, arranged and set in a couple hours. I'd be relaxed knowing I had taken care of all the details and they'd be happy because they could sit back and not plan anything...
The answer is simple: I'm not allowed.

Everything will eventually get done - in the most backwards way possible - and we'll have a good time. I just have to keep reminding myself to take a lesson from them and trust the force...

...and drink - heavily

5 comments:

Jormengrund said...

Booze is the solution to all worries.

Especially if they're in-law related!

Best wishes, and don't forget to take some pictures!

Well, at least the ones where we can tell what's what.. We don't really need pictures of the barstool, or that one bartender guy who was somewhere, but he was kind of a prick because he cut you off after the third drink..

You know what I mean!

Jaime said...

Sounds like good advice to me. There will be lots of pictures. But probably none of barstools or bartenders, unless they're really hot

Brad said...

Actually, pictures of bars kinda turn me on...

...but that's because I drink a lot.

Jaime said...

Brad - you know he said "bars" and not "bras" right?

Bee said...

If you're going to Florida, all you need is a grill, some meat and veggies. Sit at the beach and enjoy.

We are not planners either. ;o)