Have you ever had a fabulous weekend planned, one that you had been looking forward to a while, just fall through?
We were supposed to go to Naples to meet up with some of Steve’s cousin & her family and see the art festival. I spent all of Friday working hard and thinking that we were going to be escaping Miami in the morning. I had no idea that our plans were even possibly going awry until I spoke to my husband at 5 pm. Apparently, he went home from work early with a HORRIBLE stomach thing. We aren’t quite sure if it was the stomach flu that is circulating or that fish sandwich he ate the night before. One thing is for certain though, he hasn’t been that sick in a LONG time. Hopefully, it will be a LONG time before it happens again.
Instead of enjoying the weekend, we all sat at home. Do you know how much MORE boring that is when you were expecting something fun? It is torturous. Life marches on even though we don’t have any future fun weekends planned for the time being. To be fair, I realize that people who live in a vacation destination shouldn’t complain. Now, if we could only get fun people to come and visit us.
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