Monday, February 7, 2011
We just got back from a whirlwind Disney weekend. It was awesome! Driving down on Thursday, park all day Friday, drive home Saturday. It was Bug's first time there and she had no idea what was going on. Classic! The problem is what happens when I get home. See Disney for me is like heaven on earth. Rides, talking animals, fairies, endless food. I don't care about the heat, the lines or whatever...it's all about the atmosphere. It's like being high on something. Then I come home. At that point I realize that I have to clean, and cook, actually take care of my kids, be responsible. My system just can't take it. So I crash. I have no motivation to do anything so the house gets trashed, kids get bored, everyone is hungry and I just sit around in some kind of haze. It takes some time to pull myself up out of it. Usually beginning to plan and save for the next trip helps. Wow, I need help.