From Her: F*ck Florida

So here I am, in our hotel room doing the "school" side of my life while fun-seeking husband is out to dinner with the conference group. I spent the day working (if you call sitting around with fellow conference staff creating a blog, work). He slept in, went out for breakfast and laid on the beach with some sort of slushy rum beverage. Tonight, instead of going out for "relaxation", I'm doing homework and listening to the delightful screams of vacationers splashing in the pool just outside our balcony. Where is the balance in that, I ask?

And in the midst of all this fun I'm having in my balanced life, Child #2 calls in great distress. She is visiting her father's side of the family and hating it. She always hates it, but this time she called me crying hysterically. "Grandma and Grandpa just yelled at me.....and no one stuck up for me, not even Dad." I counseled her to just give up on the whole lot of them and live her own life the way she wants to live it. At least then I won't have to be involved in all that ex-family drama. (Is parental counseling centered on selfish goals the sign of a good parent?)

So, balance. I think fun-seeking husband meant to say that I am better at working before playing, and he is better at playing before working. As we are well establishing in our posts thus far.