Memorial for a Whole Other Reason

Memorial Day Weekend is a weekend to remember those who served or are serving our country. Tradition has it come with a relaxing weekend of memorial services, cook outs, and a day off work. We found that ours came with a whole lot more... stress.

Let me give you our weekend plan: Andrew gets shipped to the G'rents Fri/ Sat night while Brandon finishes painting our Master and we get the house put back together. Brandon and I get a date night, extra sleep, and a break from parenthood. Sunday after church we leisurely drive to get Andrew, stay the night, leaving the dog when we come home Monday. (They are dog sitting while we vacation this week). THAT was the plan! The plan that DIDN'T happen and here's why:

Wednesday night Brandon and I finished prepping the master bedroom for paint. Brandon took Thursday and Friday off to get it done and with Andrew out of the house for the weekend we could leave bits and pieces of the room through out the house. As we carried our cheap bookcase out of the way it completely collapsed and fell apart on top of us- literally. Luckily neither of us were hurt but the bookcase was totally trashed and now we had no where to put any of the books. *minor detail*

Thursday night on our way home from Life Group Brandon and I were in separate cars. While I picked up Andrew from a friend's Brandon blew 3 tires on my car and bent all 4 wheels. $85 for a flat bed tow for less than 5 mi. and we were down a car. Calls were made, plans changed, and schedules accommodated to our one car situation- it was a late night!

At 12:15 PM Friday I got a call from a from our friend that was watching Andrew that said he was not himself. Come to find out he had an UNDER ARM temp of 102.7 and she has taken it twice! Brandon, who was in the middle of painting our vaulted ceiling master bedroom, ended up having to go get Andrew because I was at work with out a car. Bear in mind that master room furniture, art, and books were spread through out the house and having a toddler roaming about was not ideal (that's why he was going to the grandparents). On his way to get Andrew we picked up the broken car and were now out $600. As I drove it back to work it drove it was hard to control and drove horribly. We knew more work was going to need to be done... it was more than just the tires. (There went a portion of our vacation money.)

Andrew's temperature remained over 102 for the rest of the afternoon keeping us from taking him to his grandparents per the plan. When his temperature finally broke that evening I frantically called and readily offered to meet the in-laws in Frankfort for the hand off in a sad attempt to save our weekend plan and help get the painting done.

Tired from the late night of getting the car towed, sleeping in the guest bedroom due to the painting, and the stress of schedule changes with one car and the day with a sick kid I hopped on the highway- Frankfort and a soon to be good night's sleep fresh in my mind! Time ticked away and my son chattered happily in the backseat. As I came up on the KY speedway I grew concerned and when I saw the sign that read I-75 15 miles my heart sank and my blood pressure sky rocketed... I was on the wrong highway. Did you know that you can't get to Frankfort from I-71, Frankfort is off 64. I did too but have NO IDEA what was going through my head when I got on I-71. Driving an extra 45 minutes out of my way I met my in-laws in Georgetown and took 64 home. I made sure to call Brandon when I passed Frankfort and tell him that I found it. hehehe.

I came home exhausted and stressed from the extra long trip and crashed. No date night. :( Friday night the in-laws battled with Andrew's temperature. If he had medicine in him it would remain normal but the minute it wore off he would spike up over 102. After numerous phones calls Saturday morning to us and urgent cares the in-laws made a trip to a Lexington urgent care with the sick kid. Brandon and I frantically attempted to finish the bedroom and get enough of the house put back together that it wasn't a complete wreck before heading to Winchester a day early. No day with the hubby, no break, nothing! The boy was miserable and once we got to the in-laws he let loose just how miserable he was; needy, fussy, and just generally feeling crappy he only wanted mommy. We fought with his fever until Sunday afternoon and gladly came home early on Monday for a chance to "relax".

After settling in at home Brandon attempted to start the broken car... fail. Nothing more than a click and grind and the car is shot.
Still down a car- plans/schedules were changed to accommodate again. Andrew is feeling better but still recovering.We've lost a bookcase and car and battled illness. When it rains, it pours but I'm just thankful we already had a break planned. We have a long list of need-to-dos before we leave but we BOTH are ready for our vacation; we're just praying it goes better than our weekend. :)