Anywhosers, you guys rock. Thank you for reading, for caring, and for putting up with my whining. I know I tend to do it a lot, but I'm a verbal person. I need to get my emotions out through talking or through words on paper. When I don't, it festers. This fabulous blog has been such a great outlet for me to let it all out! I should re-name it to the "non-festering-verbal-supplicating-usage-thing" or something.
Well, I'm feeling better. Stressed, but better. Why am I stressed, you ask? Well, last night, after hemming and hawing for months, I made a last-minute decision.
I'm goin' to Canada!
My grandparents (both sides) live in Alberta, and I haven't been back for 2 years. Since then, we've had #5, and one set of grandparents (paternal) have not met him, yet. I also miss them so much! So, I've been trying to figure out a way to get up there. The hitch is that Brandon has school and work, and we have decided that we must travel ALL SUMMER LONG because we seem to be traveling ALL SUMMER LONG. For example, we went to Idaho in June, and California at the beginning of July. We're going to the wedding in TN next weekend. Then the week of #3's birthday, we're going camping in Yellowstone with friends. Then we have China in September. Which, I guess, would mean we'll be traveling ALL AUTUMN LONG. Trying to fit in a trip to the Great White North with Brandon has been, to be quite frank, hellish. Well, sort-of hellish. Okay, not really, because anytime I can work out a way for my husband to be with us on any sort of a trip or vacation is a major plus in my book. For some reason, I just adore the guy.
Anyway, my wise father and mother came up with a solution:
I will travel with my mom and the kids to Canada for three days while Brandon is traveling for work. Leave the kids in Idaho with my parents on our way back; drive back to UT to make my flight to TN.
This means leaving Sunday night for Idaho and Monday morning for Canada (yes, THIS Monday). Arrive around 4PM, have fun, fun, fun, and then leave on Wednesday afternoon. Two nights only. Thursday morning, I drive back home, get my hair done (love you, Sue!), and then make my flight and rendezvous with my hunky hubby in Tennessee (love you, Brandon!).
Now I can see all the grandparents, some aunts and uncles, a good friend (love you, Mandy!), and maybe some cousins. To be honest, I'm ecstatic!
But it's stressful. Because I'm a planner. And this wasn't the plan! And now I'm changing an entire week of plans and taking my children to a foreign country (hahahahaha) all within days. Last night I stayed up late making lists of things I have to do (you know me and my lists, eh?) and I kept having bad dreams about things I forgot. Ooh! Ooh! Like this:
My passport is currently with the Chinese consulate, along with my visa application. How the heck am I going to get back into my country without it? I went online to find out the requirements, and luckily, I can get into Canada without it. Back in? Different story. So, this morning, after frantically emailing my spousal unit, he copied and emailed me all the info (he has it with him at school because he's turning it in for us. Through the school. Because we're going to China with the school. FYI). I figure with copies of my passport and visa application, my original passport photos, my birth certificate, and my DL, my country will realize I'm not a terrorist, or illegal, and will allow me to accompany my children home. I think. I hope!
Now, how's that for an adventure to happen in just 12 hours? Yeah, it's not that exciting. But it is for me! I'm almost ready! We're packing tonight! Because tomorrow I'm hanging with Alison Wonderland! How lucky am I!?
Pretty darn lucky.
P.S. Congratulations to Rebekah, my awesome SIL who graduated from BYU-Idaho today! Huzzah! You rock, sis!