When my youngest brother and his family were here for Thanksgiving, I told them of my Christmas plans. I would not be home this year. As soon as my 11 year old niece found out I would be going on a cruise for Christmas, she told me I had to see the movie, "Christmas With The Kranks!"
I hadn't seen this movie with Jamie Lee Curtis and Tim Allen before, so I added it to our Netflix account. The movie was here by the following weekend.
We were all there. My guy was home from a week's trucking. My son was home still recovering from his injury and surgery. So we all gathered around the t.v. and watched "Christmas With The Kranks."
As the movie went along, I sank further and further into the couch. See, I had no idea what this movie was about. Tim Allen had been in a couple of cute "Santa Claus" movies before, so I was guessing this would be something similar.
No! It was about a couple (our age) running off on a cruise, skipping Christmas! This is where my guilt really started working on me. I couldn't believe I was sitting there, watching this movie with my son, knowing I was going to be taking off on a cruise at Christmas... without him!
It's been a couple of weeks now since I saw the movie, and I think I'm okay. Last weekend, I started looking at things to do in the Los Angeles area for after the cruise. We have a couple of days there before coming home, and my excitement is building! I found hotels with marina views, an aquarium, the boardwalk, beach paths and ocean sunsets. I can't wait!
But when I look at the calendar and see that next Friday I will be on a plane, heading out of town, to warmer territory for Christmas, I start feeling weird. LOL! (It was just 9 degrees out this morning on my way to work, and just 26 degrees on my way home!) I will be fine, my son will be fine, we'll all be fine! I do plan on having a great time, taking lots of photos to share.
Anxiety Dream #870439
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