Montana, Here We Come

I did something today! I can't even believe that I did it. I don't think that Scott believes that I did it either.

I puchased two....yes, I said TWO, round-trip airline tickets to Missoula, Montana for Scott and I.

Scott has been asking me to go to Montana for the last....hmmmm....five years. Probably even longer than that. He's convinced that once I go there and visit, i'll want to live there. Well, he might be right. I won't know for sure until I get there.

The kids are going to be bitter. Not Sami. She won't really care. John will be upset that we are going to be gone for several days. Jason and Jourdan are going to be downright mad because I know they want to go. I feel terrible about it. Even worse than terrible. I know Jason wants to go see Univ of Montana in Missoula. If we really do end up moving there, he'll hopefull transfer out there from Michigan Tech. We'll see.

I've had a stomach ache all day long because of this. Well, I think it's because of this trip. I can't believe that I actually agreed to be gone from the kids for a week. It's making me feel really shitty. Scott and I went to Ohio a couple of weeks ago and we were gone for one night. That was really hard. I'd asked my mom to come and stay with the kids and she made me feel really bad about going. How am I going to go for 6 days?

I'm just not going to think about it. I'll have to make sure the kids have plenty to do and that we stay busy as well. That will keep my mind off missing the kids, I hope. I might need to be medicated, we'll see.

So, that's my big news.

Scott and I were pissy with each other all day yesterday. Yeah, a really great Father's Day. He was cranky and so was I. I admit it, but he was pissier than I was. He had an attitude about me not wanting to go to Montana. He had an attitude because I had an attitude about him turning me down all the time. It's a vicious cycle, I know. He didn't even say goodnight last night. He was giving me the cold shoulder.

So, I snuck his credit card out of his wallet with the intention of booking our flight today and surprise him with it when he got home tonight. Well, he called me on the way to work and mentioned that he was going to use his card. Well, crap-olla! So, I had to give it up.

After all that, he wasn't even that surprised. All he said was that he was worried about how I would handle being away from the kids. Yeah, well that makes two of us.