|These are a mess Joe said...well, why wouldn't they be?? They are SLOPPY JOES!|
I'm getting ready to get on a plane and travel to spend several days with my sister. I've been looking forward to it for quite some time, but now that the time is here, I'm finding that even though I'm really excited about going, I'm not that thrilled about leaving. It's always a chore to get our family ready for a trip or vacation of any sort, from camping to cross-state to cross-country travel. The packing is a week-long process and the 48 hours pre-departure are non-stop, but in the end, we're all in the car and we're traveling together.
I know I'll enjoy a morning run followed by a nice long cup of coffee, and probably a few extra hours of sleep and a meal out that I don't have to clean up. I'll enjoy leisurely shopping and browsing through unique stores and boutiques without the rush of needing to get back to make dinner, and I'll very likely enjoy a cup of quiet tea or a glass of wine and wonderful conversation as a bed-time routine rather than the usual 2-3 hour bedtime routine that I'm used to at home, but I know I'll miss the early morning bed-heads and the kiss good-bye as they're out the door to school and story time in the afternoon and the kiss and a hug and a kiss from Millie at bedtime. I'll wonder and probably worry a bit about how everyone is managing without me...how they're possibly getting all their homework and chores done and how they're getting up and out the door on time WITH breakfast, and if they made it to piano with the right books and if they're eating from the drive through or something nutritious at home.
It all makes me recognize (not like I didn't already know) that I do love my job...even the laundry and the cooking and the cleaning. I wouldn't want my family to do it without me, and while sometimes I'm not joyful about one more load of dirty dishes, I'm grateful that I have a reason for dishes to get dirty and I'm happy to wash them because I love those who made them dirty and who will appreciate them being clean. I also know that time away and time for me is a good thing, and time with my sister is always wonderful. As a bonus, I get to see my brother and his wife due to a long layover on my return trip! Now...mom and dad...are you flying through DIA on Monday too??? Wouldn't that be fun??