I keep seeing all these ads for hotels. I want to take a vacation. I want to go where I don’t have to make the bed myself. I want to go where I don’t have to cook for myself. I don’t want any Dallas Texas hotels or anything. I want to continue my reprieve from Bush, :lol:.
Where can I really go though? I can’t even get a date night with my husband.
And I’m whining about this when another family has lost the woman who means the world to them. What right do I have to whine? I have my life. I have my health. I have my kids.
Excuse me while I run away and hug my kids.