For the past two weeks I have been asking my hubs, “So are you coming with or not?” And for the past two weeks he has been undecided. Well, actually he’s been leaning towards no.

Every year (since I was about 6 years old) my family travels to Gulf Shores, Alabama for Spring Break. A few years in college I didn’t go, and when I started my first year teaching I couldn’t go because the breaks didn’t line up. My mom, husband, and I all teach in different districts, and we all have the SAME Spring Break. Yes! To me, it is a no-brainer. I will travel the 14 hours in the Tahoe with my fam to the beach.

Charlie went last year. He played paddle ball, went on a few runs, read a book or two, played cards, and of course we had a few nice walks on the beach together… He’s just not much of a sit-around-and-relax kind of person. And, neither is my dad. Last year within a week’s time my dad completed an Iron Man or something crazy like that. Swims at a local community center. Jogs at a nearby park. And bikes it to the Florida border. Needless to say, Charlie could make himself that busy if he wanted to. I mean, who would not want to do this? Apparently my husband. ha!

We are making the bed this morning, and I ask him for a final answer, “Have you decided?” I ask. “I don’t this so, babe” he responds. Ahh! I really only care a little if he goes. Mainly, because I can’t wrap my mind around why he wouldn’t want to go and I don’t want him to regret not going half way into Spring Break. I just laugh and wink as I respond, “I’ll miss ya!”

I call my mom on the way to work to talk about my most recent masters assignment. Part of it has me a little stressed, and I know she can help me brainstorm how to approach this assignment to ease my mind.  “I finally started packing this morning!” with cheer in my voice. “Me too! I only need to pack a few outfits and I’m good to go.” she cheers back. “So, is Charlie coming?” “Nope, he’s crazy” I respond as I laugh and shake my head…. Sidebar: And really, in the back of my mind I wonder if my parents think something must be wrong between Charlie and I. It has to have possibly crossed their mind. Thinking of “why” he wouldn’t want to go… And because I know it might be on their mind, I find the whole situation a little entertaining. He’s just Charlie. He beats to his own drum. He doesn’t like crowds, and loves his personal space. I wonder if Charlie has even considered what someone else might think or wonder about us when he leans towards not going?

At 9:48AM an email from Charlie titled “OK” pops up. The message: I’ll go….

My heart fluttered when I read it. Nothing makes me happier than spending time with ALL my family. But gosh, the way he wrote it, you’d think I literally was twisting his arm! Well, time to start packing, Charlie!


20 Replies to “Undecided”

  1. Ahhh! Love this! You guys are going to have a blast. I’m so happy he decided to come!
    And…I love that you included the part about how he probably doesn’t think about how others see your relationship. I feel like that’s definitely a guy thing. Us ladies tend to over-analyze (especially moms…). Either way, thanks for sharing, so jealous!!!!

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  2. Oh, this is so well-written! I love how we’re on the fence almost the whole time, and then we’ve finally resigned ourselves to Charlie’s absence – the email!

    Great, great writing.

    I hope you both enjoy the trip – I’m sure you will! Have fun!

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