At least the kids are good at finding ways to entertain themselves!

I can’t even believe that I thought Sunday was rough. Sunday had NOTHING on Monday.

I think where I left off was that we realized the place we were headed was pretty far off of 64 but we were going anyway and we had 3 snoozing kids. (Let me just reminisce on that bliss for a second.)

Well, the good news is that it wasn’t long before we realized that I was wrong about the destination being 2 hours off of the Interstate. It was actually 8 miles. Yes, 8. Guess who can’t read a map? THIS GIRL! I know it comes as such a surprise to all of you who know how awesome I am at math and attention to detail and anything involving any sort of metric.

So, here we are all happy that we are actually NOT going four hours out of our way. We finally pull in to Lake Rudolph around 6pm. (Another unintended long day in the car, mostly thanks to Louisville traffic and the fact that one of our storage compartments won’t stay shut so every friendly Midwesterner honks to let us know and we have to pull over 47 times.) We have been hyping this place up to the kids all day. I’ve been showing them pictures on the iPad, reading them reviews, anything to get them excited in an effort to soothe their nerves from 12 hours of travel in two days!. So we pull in to get checked in and some light bulb goes off in my head. “Shawn, what’s the date today?” “It’s the 30th. Why? (in an already suspicious voice b/c I have a bit of a history)” “Um, because I think our reservation isn’t until the 1st?” This is where anyone who knows him knows what the reaction was. Blinking. Lots of blinking. I feel the need to shed some light (above referenced history) on why this specific situation might cause more stress in our household than others. Years ago, when Snagajob was very young, maybe 2003 or so, and cash strapped, we had gotten this amazing opportunity to present to the leaders at FedEx. We flew to Memphis days before the pitch just to practice. We had the presentation projected onto the wall of the hotel room for 8 hours that day just practicing over and over and Shawn quizzing me with possible questions. The meeting was the next day at 1pm. We leave nice and early and arrive to the FedEx campus promptly at 12:45. When we pull up to the security booth and state the name of the person we are there to see, the guard tells us that we are at the wrong campus. FedEx HR is at the OTHER campus ALL THE WAY ACROSS TOWN. For the love of all things Holy, I don’t think I could even describe the feeling that went through me. Well, I got to relive a little piece of that today. Clearly today’s outcome wasn’t as dire. Multiple people weren’t going to go without pay because I messed up the dates. However, this was not a good situation for us because we need a specific kind of space when pulling the Tahoe behind us. We had this lingering concern over the Tahoe even working because A. Shawn left the key in it last night and the battery drained so we knew we needed a jump (more lessons), and B. we still weren’t sure it would drive once we unhooked it (and jumped it) because of the transmissions issues on Monday and C. we are in SANTA CLAUS, INDIANA. Where the hell are we sleeping tonight that won’t require us to unhook this thing and figure out if A and B are true.

So, as I write, I am lying in bed in the Lincoln State Park, across the road from President Lincoln’s boyhood home. (which should bring my husband much happiness, but right now it’s not.) The Tahoe was jumped by the security guard, only to not actually move once it was put in gear. So it currently sits, full of our stuff, up near the gate as we wait to get it towed tomorrow. Where to? We don’t even know yet. As Shawn said tonight, we knew there would be hiccups before we left, we just didn’t know what they were going to be!  Given all of the great venting that just took place, I feel the need to point out the silver linings here. 

1. We get to check in nice and early at Lake Rudolph and the kids can have a longer day of fun.
2. The camp site where we are doesn’t have enough AMPs to support our RV, but at least one of the AC units works. Could TOTALLY be worse.
3. Shawn just might get to visit Abe’s old stomping grounds.
4. We are all healthy and making some good memories! J

 Tomorrow is bound to be better, right?

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