We leave tomorrow morning for 17 days on the road. We’ll be driving slowly through Gettysburg, Shenandoah National Park and on to Nashville. Then we’ll be going to Gatlinburg and the Smoky Mtns before heading home. We’ll stop for a few days in Lancaster County, PA before our final drive back to MA. This trip, we’ll be traveling with my husband’s parents.
My husband has been planning this trip for months. It’s a gift to his parents from us, so he wants it to be perfect. I swear he missed his calling. He should be a personal travel planner. He has not only planned our route, booked our rooms, purchased our Grand Ole Opry tickets and made sure we won’t have to travel too many miles in any one day – he’s also located the restaurants and rest areas along the entire route so that we won’t have to hunt for rest rooms or meals. He’s incredible!
As much as I’m looking forward to the vacation, it is always so much work to get ready for a long vacation. I have been doing laundry, packing, trying to make sure I’ve got everything organized for my son and trying to keep my fibromyalgia quiet.
My son needs the “pre-organization” because he has Asperger’s Syndrome. He’s 26 years old and works full time now, but sometimes he forgets to do the little things – eat properly, do chores before the last minute. So I try to give really clear directions and put together a schedule of sorts – water plants on Thursdays, mow the lawn every 4-5 days, etc. We’ve told him this is a test, to see if he really is as ready as he thinks he is to live on his own.
My husband has been working on making sure all the bills are paid, even the ones that will come in while we’re away. I’ve made sure the birthday and anniversary cards, for folks who have those events to celebrate while we’re away, are signed and ready to go. We’ve got our church pledge payments ready for my son to take to church with him each Sunday.
It may not seem like a lot, but with only 4 days to do it all, it’s been hectic. I think there’s extra pressure because we’ll be traveling with other people. When we travel with just the two of us, we can make adjustments and we don’t have to worry about how much luggage will fit in the car. We can blast the music if we want to or sing along to our favorite songs. We can touch each other in the car and share our inside jokes. Now we have to fit our luggage with someone else’s; we have to make sure we eat when others are hungry; we have to keep our hands to ourselves. It will be quite an adjustment for us.
I’m sure we’ll have fun. I suspect it won’t be the same as when we visit these same places with just the two of us. My husband and I share a connection that makes it easy for us to feel the same things – the awe and pain at Gettysburg, for example. I don’t think my in-laws will have the same reactions to those places and they shouldn’t, I guess. But you wish you could share those feelings with everyone you’re with. My husband and I don’t need words to share them and sometimes words are totally inadequate.
I tell you what – I’m going to try to blog for 17 days straight – what we’re doing and seeing, how the trip is going with the four of us and how my fibromyalgia is working into the mix. I hope I can keep up!!