I want to start this post by saying that I have a split personality.
I am a rural, smalltown girl who loves having a garden, picking wild berries and living on a mountain.
But there are a lot of days where I want to trade it all in, move to an apartment close to DC, ride the metro every day and explore downtown.
I really can’t make up my mind.
This weekend was one of those times when I wanted to live in a big city. Rural life was getting to me and I needed out.
I started my Saturday by running inside on the treadmill instead of outside and then I got an extra workout in when I decided to move all the furniture around in our playroom.
Its a large room with a lot of furniture and big toys, so it was actually hard work and took me a few hours. I had also cleaned out the garage for my husband this week. So, apparently I am on a roll with organizing. After I was done, I was not feeling accomplished. I just kind of felt let down that my Saturday was being spent cleaning. Something I do everyday.
I am the kind of person that always wishes I could just go on an adventure. Explore the state I live in, get lost in the moment. But, although I dream up these things, I find it easier to stay at home and take on a project or go to Target. I am not good at actually going out and having those adventures.
As a mom, something always seems to get in the way. I think up all these fun things to do, but then think, “Oh, that’s too far away,” “The kids will be cranky,” “The baby needs a nap,”
There is always an excuse and then I end up regretting that I didn’t just get in the car with the kids and drive.
Yesterday, after my organizational binge, I got in the shower. That’s when I started thinking, “You know what, I want to go somewhere, so lets just do it!”
By this time it was almost noon. But, I told the kids that I was packing up their lunches and we were eating in the car. The baby was fussy and not taking his nap that morning, so I figured an hour drive will actually be good for him to get some sleep.
I get in this rut sometimes where I feel stuck in this monotonous, suburbia life.
Although, I do enjoy having a routine and being able to know how my day is going to look, every once in a while I get stir crazy and just have to shake things up a bit.
So, yesterday was that day for me. I piled the kids in the car and hit the road.
Of course, it didn’t happen that smoothly, It took me forever to pack lunches, get kids dressed, get myself dressed, clean the kitchen (because I can’t come home to a dirty kitchen), pack up the trash to take the dump, loose my mind a few times and question why I was doing this and then get in the car. Oh, and forget a million things and have to run back into the house a few times.
Then we hit the road (with our first stop being the dump to throw out the trash because I live on a mountain and we don’t have trash service 😫).
I have to confess, one of my secrets to being okay with driving for long periods of time with my kids, is because our car has built in dvd players. This is how I keep them quiet and entertained. It also helps with my oldest daughter and her car sickness.
The baby also slept. So, the “adventure,” was starting pretty good.
National Harbor in Maryland was our destination. We had gone there once before , a few years ago and I was familiar with it. This made me feel better navigating by myself with 3 kids in tow.
Once there, I quickly realized it was crazy hot out as well as humid. This Arizona native often forgets that the humidity here is a killer.
Also, if anyone out there has a 3 year old child, you will be able to understand me when I say, “They can be the absolute worst!”
I love my 3 year old, she is super funny and 89% of the time she is really cute, but when she is hot or tired or feeling lazy, the world is ending.
Of course the second we got out of the car, she was already begging to leave. But, I was determined to stay for more than 30 minutes and to have a good time.
And we did!
Despite the weather and the complaining, we were able to ride the Farris Wheel, the merry go round, eat ice cream and marshmallow peeps and chips and have lemonade. It was a day of indulgents for them.
I am proud of myself when I am able to do something out of my comfort zone and be spontaneous. As much as I complain about my kids (and I do a lot!), I like to hang out with them and I love seeing them have fun. So, that hour drive was worth it.
To be honest, traffic home was a mess so dinner was butter sandwiches and granola bars, their choice.
Some days you just don’t care.
So now I think I’ve gotten my fix and I will be good for awhile.
Although, I can’t wait to see where my next spontenious adventure takes us.