Travel Woes

I honestly need to just find myself a bucket of salt and dig it out every time hubs starts talking about a trip. 

The whole France, no UK, no France, no... has been pushed off into "spring of '24. Maybe." So yeah, not holding my breath there.

But then Monday he says to me, "How about Hawaii in October?"

I'm down for Hawaii. He's "owed" me Hawaii since he ended up not doing Ranger school and thus having our orders changed from living there for 4 years to the oh-so-delightful South Carolina instead. (SC is not a substitute for Hawaii in any shape or form.)

And then we started poking at airfare and hotels and all that and...dang. Hawaii is expensive.

So he says, "Wouldn't you rather take a cruise?"

I mean I guess? I just want to do something.

A little back and forth and now it appears that he gets to go to Hawaii. And I get to pretend that we're actually going to follow through and take a cruise.

But honestly I'm not holding my breath.