Road Trip? WTF?!
I am experiencing some mild to moderate anxiety over an upcoming family road trip. What the heck are we thinking? How could I ever agree to this? How could my husband think that it’s a smart idea to drive to NYC from Toronto (8.5 hours non stop) in the middle of the summer, in my mini van, with both of my kids and my in-laws? Somebody pass the straight jacket now. And send a deck of cards and cigarettes. (People who are institutionalized play cards and smoke a lot, right?)
“It’s going to be fun” – Delusional Husband
“The scenery will be amazing” – My Brother in Law
“Mommy can I play with your iPhone?” – Five Year Old
“I’m staying home” – Me
This is the craziest idea since the thought that my children could sleep in their own beds for the entire night simultaneously popped into my head.
There is no turning back. We are committed. My husband’s sweet cousin is getting married and my daughter is her flower girl. This pretty much guarantees that the trip is going to happen.
My beautiful three year-old flower girl freaks out for the last ten minutes of a two-hour drive to the cottage. Every. Time.
So tell me good parents and readers, what ideas have you to help me on this unavoidable hell that I will be living in July? And please don’t say fly. We have been through that scenario and it’s just not possible.
I’d love to hear how you’ve survived similar trips. I’d also love to hear some creative excuses for why I have to stay home or meet them there – at the airport.
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http://twitter.com/karmasdogma Karma Brown
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http://twitter.com/karmasdogma Karma Brown
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http://www.facebook.com/profile.php?id=761555081 Celeste M Anderson
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