three years ago, mark promised to take me to san antonio to the riverwalk and the alamo. i waited a year and he didn't do it, so my sister came to see me after i had my hysterectomy and i went with her, but i was still not recovered enough to enjoy it.
another year went by and i tried to get mark to go see it with me, as i knew he would love the alamo, but he couldn't seem to make the time.
this spring i had to go to san antonio again, this time on business, and i made a point of not leaving the hotel - because i was damned determined mark was going to san antonio with me, no matter what.
he went to iraq and came home, he took me with him to ohio to live in a hotel for two weeks while he went to school, and then we came back to texas and i said let's go to san antonio and he hemmed and hawed around and i picked up the keyboard and went to expedia and put a hotel room on HIS credit card.
we are going tomorrow. he is not happy, because he made a date for the movers to come on thursday next week, and tonight he tried to get me to cancel the hotel because he was already tired and the movers were coming and i brought out the big guns.
i told him - "fine, it's the logical thing to do - after all, when i made the reservations i didn't know i was going to be moving across the country with one week's notice - but mark, someday you are going to regret not taking me there."
so, he says, what do you mean by that? and i said - you know, we've been married 31 years the 20th (next week) - and in all that time you and i have NEVER gone on a real vacation together anywhere. it's always been in conjunction with something we HAD to do.
he's still trying to get ME to offer to cancel, and this time it isn't working. i am getting mean in my old age, and unwilling to compromise. i've spent too many years accomodating the needs of kids and husband and army and family and jobs, and now i have to grow a backbone or continue to be a victim of my own selflessness and hidden angers.
so, tomorrow we go see the alamo and i am really excited about showing him the grateful dead's hearse that is hanging upside down at the hard rock on the riverwalk.
another year went by and i tried to get mark to go see it with me, as i knew he would love the alamo, but he couldn't seem to make the time.
this spring i had to go to san antonio again, this time on business, and i made a point of not leaving the hotel - because i was damned determined mark was going to san antonio with me, no matter what.
he went to iraq and came home, he took me with him to ohio to live in a hotel for two weeks while he went to school, and then we came back to texas and i said let's go to san antonio and he hemmed and hawed around and i picked up the keyboard and went to expedia and put a hotel room on HIS credit card.
we are going tomorrow. he is not happy, because he made a date for the movers to come on thursday next week, and tonight he tried to get me to cancel the hotel because he was already tired and the movers were coming and i brought out the big guns.
i told him - "fine, it's the logical thing to do - after all, when i made the reservations i didn't know i was going to be moving across the country with one week's notice - but mark, someday you are going to regret not taking me there."
so, he says, what do you mean by that? and i said - you know, we've been married 31 years the 20th (next week) - and in all that time you and i have NEVER gone on a real vacation together anywhere. it's always been in conjunction with something we HAD to do.
he's still trying to get ME to offer to cancel, and this time it isn't working. i am getting mean in my old age, and unwilling to compromise. i've spent too many years accomodating the needs of kids and husband and army and family and jobs, and now i have to grow a backbone or continue to be a victim of my own selflessness and hidden angers.
so, tomorrow we go see the alamo and i am really excited about showing him the grateful dead's hearse that is hanging upside down at the hard rock on the riverwalk.
I miss the grateful dead....
-s
ps. I was very happy to hear that Mark had returned from iraq safely. <3