Calgon and Chocolate ain't 'taking me away'

I finally have 7 days off and plane tickets to visit family in Hawaii...

But none of that matters since Isaac and I got the flu and Leo has bronchitis. I feel so blessed that we all got these ailments just before we were supposed to leave.

Lord, please do not strike me down for sayin so, but...

How bad does the universe suck sometimes?

Living this “everything happens for a reason” life sometimes drives me to think about drinking more.  (If only I liked liquor more)

Now instead of frolicking on the beach and drinking girlie drinks with my ma, we are all inside going batty, playing nice, but likely on the verge of thinking about killing each other any time now.

Our usual waxing and weaning conversations about the world, politics, life, poetry, are sitting on the book shelf vying for our attention, sadly, we have no interest in them either.

What else could I do in the 5 ½ days that remain that would chase my disappointment away?

Write the screenplay or book that has been in my head? (it seems like I have heard a few artists and writers say they wrote their masterpiece in a few days once it was ready to be ‘born’) Re-organize the house (no too boring), Finish the two books I started-- some light reading ---Jimmy Carter’s book – Palestine not Apartheid, and Eat Pray Love that I picked up for balance. (I can do that anytime)

Potty train my son? (Not sure he really has any interest, but the thought of no more diaper changing is actually an interesting one), get in a car and drive somewhere with no plan- (doubtful my husband would be as into that as I would), Start the artists way or the psychic pathway? (Been there, done that)…

It is nice to contemplate these things almost like a new years resolution, and in fact one or a combo of a few might make the discontent in my gut scurry away…

If only I could get off the couch to start any of them.