Rough Weekend…

las vegas

This weekend has been rough for me.  My sisters met up in Vegas. I couldn’t go.   I wanted to go so very badly.  I secretly hoped over the last few weeks Daniel would surprise me and tell me Wednesday night, “Hey, I got you a plane ticket- go be with them, have fun with them, soak up the sun with them, spend money with them, laugh with them.”  Wednesday came and went, no suprise ticket. Thursday came and went, no suprise ticket, Friday came and went, no plane ticket…   It didn’t happen.  Oh how I wanted it to happen so very badly…  sniff  sniff

Las Vegas is on my bucket list.  I have always wanted to go see the strip, watch a show, walk through the fancy hotels, eat at a buffet, see Hoover Dam, take pictures of the crazies, and just be with family.

Was it because my husband couldn’t take vacation days? no

Was it because I couldn’t take the time off from my new job? no. I was off 3 days this week.

Was it because I couldn’t find sitters for my little ones? no

It, was because I didn’t have the cash to buy a plane ticket, I didn’t have the cash to buy a ticket for TOFW, I didn’t have the cash for a hotel.  Plain and Simple. It sucks.

Sometimes it sucks being poor.  I have SIX children. SIX amazingly wonderful children.  There is EIGHT of us living under one roof.  It take a lot of cash to feed them, clothe them, put a shelter over their head, stuff like that.

I wish I had money to do good for those less fortunate.  I would love that.   Taking meals to people just because. Or buying their teenager a new pair of shoes because he needs the next size up and his feet are huge, huge!  I would love to send my grandmother money.  Or pay for a funeral, who may wonder just how they are going to pay for it.   I would love to send my friends flowers.  I would love to go to a restaurant and leave an enormous tip to the waiter that was so very kind to me.

I just got a text saying  “Wish you were here…”  I do too, Lis,  I do too…..  Little does she know, I am writing on my blog about missing out and feeling sorry for myself. I miss Lisa. She was a part of my life for so many years.  I just miss her….
I am sure they are having a fabulous time and I am happy for them that they got to have a girls weekend.   I just wish I were there laughing, eating, listening, talking…

Subject change: I hate spaghetti. I hate it.  When I am a millionaire, I won’t have spaghetti for dinner…   As for tonight, I need to get off and make dinner.  Guess what we are having?

It’s a rough weekend.  But I will get over it.   I always do.  I need to go listen to some Taylor Swift.  I love the song, “The Best Day..” It’ll cheer me up. That and her new CD 1989.

That’s what I’ll do, listen to that and make Spaghetti for dinner.  Go me!

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