When you go on trips, sometimes you forget things. Sometimes it's your toothbrush, sometimes it's your underwear, sometimes it's your contact lens cleaner. Paula and I forgot that when you go on vacation without your husbands, YOU have to do all of the work. By yourself.
Arriving at the cottage in the pouring rain, it quickly became apparent that it was going to be a vacation powered by mom-power. Who was going to unload the bursting SUV? We were. Who was going to unstrap and haul the bubble-wrapped kayak off the top? We were.
The saddest part is that the list grew infinitely before our eyes:
1. Unpack? Moms, check!
2. Make the beds? Moms, check!
3. Put the melting groceries away? Moms, check!
9. Tuck in.
11. Wake up
12. Watch over
13. Damage control
14. Fix it crew
15. Emergency clean up crew
17. Menu planner
19. Bed time story reader
20. Cleansliness moniter
I could go on and on. You, sadly, can probably get the picture. We had no one to shirk our duties to, unless it was each other.
By the time we had unloaded, sorted and made some food for the kids and various other things on the above list...we were too tired for wine, scrabble or anything else. Our first day of our big Girl's Trip and we were asleep. 9 pm EST. I think the little girls were still awake and running around.