Yesterday I got some very unfortunate news that has me feeling pretty low. My long-suffering, ever patient, ever encouraging husband Mike is not going to be allowed the time off in April to come with me on the Stampin' Up cruise we earned together last year.
Mike is not only my helpmeet and the fantastic father of my children, but my best friend, and I am absolutely crushed with disappointment not to be able to share this once-in-a-lifetime experience with him, he who earned it just as much as I did, although he's never lifted a single stamp.
The photo below may help illustrate some of the things I love Mike for. He is a far better father than I am a mother. He always has made me want to be better than I am, from the moment I first laid eyes on him. I am fantastically grateful God saw fit to give him to me. It is a great joy when I am able to give him something really awesome like the incentive trip in repayment for a teeny fraction of what he has meant in my life.
I don't blame the school--though I wish the Executive Council's decision had been otherwise, rules are there for a reason, and the timing really did stink. I am thankful my husband has a good job with insurance in this economy, and he loves being a college teacher. I just let myself get my hopes too high and the crash back down to earth has been painful. It has been discouraging. I am not sure I will even try to earn the Alaska trip right now as it would fall in the final full week of May 2011.
Being down about this accomplishes nothing, yet I seem unable to pull myself out of the funk just yet. Bear with me, my friends. I'll be back with my attitude adjusted shortly. Thanks for listening to my ramble.