I’m sitting in the Red Carpet Club at LAX waiting to get on the first plane I have taken on my own for six long years.
I will be able to watch a film, read magazines and books, eat my own food, go to the loo on my own and at the point of my choosing, and even more importantly I can take a sleeping pill, put in earplugs and wear a mask and pass out.
Oh the bliss!
When I arrive, I will swiftly disembark (not de-plane, as they say here – God, that irritates me. WTF is that bloody word, anyway?) skip off to collect my own luggage and not anyone else’s, buy a strong, black coffee – not milk, not hot chocolate, not snacks that will be smeared all over me – I shall not change any nappies, not take anyone for a wee right after they said they didn’t need one, and then I shall saunter over to the car rental depot and casually collect my car into which I will settle only myself.
Myself alone, not any car seats. Or toys. Or teddies. Or choo-choos.
A week of child-free fun! So very excited!!
Needless to say I overpacked and still have absolutely nothing suitable as all my clothes are SoCal beachwear. I have plans to shop, though, so by the time I return I’ll have a wonderful city wardrobe and will thus be forced to go back again soon in order to put it to good use.
Makes sense, right?
On the way to the airport Five said
“Mummy, are you going to see your boyfriend?”
*chance would be a fine thing*
” No, of course not, darling! Daddy is my boyfriend.”
” No, ” she said scornfully, “ He’s just your husband.”
*suppress snort*
“Well, darling, when you have a husband you’re not really supposed to have a boyfriend”
“Oh.” She thought about this for a while
” Does Daddy have a boyfriend, then?”
I am looking forward to my time alone enormously.
But at the same time I will also be looking forward to coming home because who else makes me laugh like that?
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Having recently done NZ & back (27 hrs!) with Just6 and Mme3 I am GREEN with envy. Just to sit and read for x amount of hours is a TREAT. Enjoy a little glass of champagne as well… oh why not!
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Ha ha, really loving the boyfriend comments! Until I had my son, I thought no one could make me laugh like my hubby does,but my little man is even funnier!
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I wish you a good trip. And I wish for you that hubby doesn’t decompensate and call you up fifty times for advice and help.
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Funny, my youngest talks about my (imaginary) boyfriend all the time, which causes myhusband to give me funny looks.
When my youngest was 3 and the oldest was 7 I went to Sicily with my mom and it was fabolous and the same wierd disconnect – being able to do things just for and with myself.
I really think to maintain sanity we need to travel someplace alone once a year.
Yes my d#1 talks about my boyf., mainly due to the fact that her father and I are not married (as yet…we got a mortgage and kids instead). I think we should get married, just to ease her mind (and more for financial reasons rather than the romance of it all!!). Enjoy your solo trip…be sure to send us a postcard!!! 😉
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Clare, I feel your pain re. that long trip. I did a similar journey with my two last year to SA, also 27 hours from SoCal although it was not as bad as I had thought. However this was complete and utter bliss. Loved it. Not bored for a moment.
All Grown Up: Aren’t they funny! Five cracks me up all the time.
The Mother: It’s all going swimmingly so far, and Husband has not rung yet, so all good!
Jessica. It is so fabulous I can’t believe it. And actually I’m thinking twice per year. Minimum. And you know, that boyfriend maybe not such a bad idea.. (imaginary, at least)
Katherine: The gifts alone might be worth the wedding! Post – cards coming up now.
OMG she’s a smart cookie! You’ll be able to relax without relentless questions! Tell me what it’s like will you?
Hope you have a great time. RMx
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I am sooooooooooo jealous it’s not true. But you do deserve it, so I shall try to curb my jealousy somewhat. I’m a little envious. There. That’s better. Have a truly wonderful time xxx
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Does she think you NEED a boyfriend?
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