So the night started pretty normal. Kids off to brush the teeth and pj's. Older kid gets more up time then off to bed with him.  Silence just settles on the house and hubby says we need to revisit our budget.  My heart slows to a low beat waiting for the ceiling to cave in.

Surprisingly it did not.

Surprisingly it did not turn into a blame game.

But to my mistake I did not figure in the plans for summer vacation would be altered and crabby Carrie's claws came out.  Bad Carrie, bad bad Carrie.  So anyway all sorts of self defeating, self sabotaging thoughts came through my head.  I should show him and just sleep down here and not go to bed.  Or here would show him go get a job, and fund our vacation my self and then not be able to go, because I just got this new job, and the kids would suffer and I would cry alot more, because I would miss out on all the cool stuff my kids show me every day.  ( That was my long senseless rant hope you enjoyed it)

So then I had an inspiring idea

Work with my husband

WOW............

So we have to do some fun stuff closer to home and in the mean time still spending time , quality time with everyone in this family.  I am amazed that things like this have to take almost a circle tour of my emotions before I get it, and yet the tour does seem to get shorter every time so there is hope.  Thank you God !