Plans in the Making

In all the years we've been together we've never gone on a vacation that did not involve visiting relatives. Even our honeymoon, 2 months after our wedding, was a visit to see relatives and my in-laws showed up just a few days into the trip. It wasn't as bad as it sounds, we did have a cabin all to ourselves. The fact that the only thing to do in the area was fish, and I despise fishing, is negligible. At least that's what I tell myself anyway.

Due to circumstances beyond our control, we haven't been on a vacation in many, many years. Imagine my surprise when Musicman came home one day last week and told me he scheduled 10 days off in July. Ten whole days, yay. I scheduled the time off from work myself the very next day.

I inquired ever so sweetly if we might go away somewhere. I totally expected him to say no, cause he doesn't really care to travel. He never feels comfortable staying away from home. I was ecstatic when he said maybe. I can work with maybe, all I need to do is find the perfect place, for the perfect price.

The perfect place for me would be somewhere, anywhere, on a beach with a book and a pretty little drink with an umbrella in it. Unfortunately, Musicman suffers severe burns if he even thinks about spending time in the sun, so that's out.

Hotels are definitely out, he doesn't care to be around people. We stayed in a hotel this past summer when we were out of state for my brother's funeral. Not only could we hear everyone walking up and down the hall at all hours of the night, but I actually heard my other brother snoring in the next room. Not what I am looking for, I want something private. Someplace where I can run around nekkid and no one will question the odd sounds that might be coming from the room.

No, no hotels for us. Musicman is much more the cabin in the woods kind of guy anyway. So I spent the afternoon googling cabins for rent. I found the perfect ones. The location is beautiful, there are interesting things to do nearby and the cost isn't too outrageous. The only problem, they are about 10 hours away. We could fly, but Musicman won't get on a plane and with the way flights are from where we live, it wouldn't really save us much time anyway.

I doubt he will approve that idea, though I think it would be a great adventure. I will continue to look around and try and find something as nice a bit closer to home. I have a few months to find something and I'm determined we are going to go away, somewhere, anywhere.