What a weekend….

My planning weekend didn’t go so well. L

When I got home from work on Thursday, I was exhausted, physically and mentally.  I was even considering not making my trip.  So, I went to bed early and got some sleep.

Friday started out with me still in a funk but I was going forward regardless of my emotional state.  I got my kids situated and after a couple of errands I decided to stop at a little coffee shop.  I sat outside, drank my coffee and read a book.  After about an hour, I decided that no matter what I got done at home I was going out of town.  I got a few things done and headed out.  When I got to my brothers they were just getting home from dinner.  He made a pitcher of margaritas and we visited for a couple of hours.

Saturday morning started with a meeting with their contractor, then breakfast and several hours of working on their new house.  That afternoon, we headed back to their other house for showers and dinner.  Dinner was at a quaint outdoor place.  They had a full menu of beers.  It was different for me but nice too.  I only drank one beer which turned out to be very high in alcohol content.  We headed back to their place where my brother whipped up another pitcher of his homemade margaritas.  The weather was nice so we all sat out on their patio and visited.

First came the conversation of why I am still single or as he asked “so what’s the bumper sticker version of why you and your daughter’s dad got a divorce?” The discomfort started.  This conversation was followed by the “so what are your plans for a new job?” “What are your finances and how do you think you can afford to move?”  It was nice to get some input but after a couple of pitchers of margaritas, I was getting very discouraged and feeling defeated.  This was not going according to my plan.  I was having a good time but I wanted input on how to move forward not a criticism of my past choices.  My sister in law was being a barrier for me until she fell asleep.  I headed to bed feeling a bit tipsy and hoping I wouldn’t get sick.

Sunday morning started with a “what’s on the agenda?” text message from me to my brother.  We agreed to get ready and head back to the other house for more demolition.  We worked for a few hours and then headed back for showers and I headed home.

It was a nice trip all in all.  I did get a few positive affirmations in the respect that they were impressed that I make the money I do and I am able to work my monthly budget by myself.  I did come home a bit defeated but after reflecting it was still forward movement.  I will elaborate in my next post.

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