My husband and I talked about how we never went to any concerts but we liked music. So I said, "Why don't you pick a concert you want to go to and we will go". Well...he would choose a concert that we had to go out of the state to see. However, it did sound nice to get away just the two of us, so I agreed.
We went to see Social Distortion at the House of Blues at Myrtle Beach. I got us a great deal at a hotel, he got the tickets, we found a place for the kids to stay, and someone to feed our animals about a month in advance. For anyone who has all those responsibilities you know that that is not always an easy thing to do.
Wednesday before the beach:
I got a call from my aunt, who was going to be watching the kids for the weekend, that her husband has the swine flu and she is running a fever. She said that hopefully they would both be fever free by the weekend but it would not hurt her feelings if I wanted to find someplace else for them to stay. Well I quickly did some damage control and called another aunt. And she said it would be fine for them to stay, my kids would have a blast at her house. Problem solved!
Friday Morning before the Beach:
My "other" aunt called and her husband had run a fever the night before and was not feeling well. But she said that he would be staying in his room the whole time and my kids should be safe. Well what other choice did I have? We had already spent the money and I didn't want to disappoint my husband who was so excited about seeing one of his favorite bands. So I just said I would call her in the morning to see how things looked.
Friday night before the beach:
My husband wanted to go to a high school football game and afterward we went to Taco Bell. To make a long story short we got into an argument and we did not speak for the rest of the night.
Saturday morning before the beach:
We planned to get up early and leave and we had not even packed the night before. So I got up really early and cleaned a little and got everybody ready to leave. We left in silence.
My aunt said that my uncle was feeling fine so we left our kids in her hands. And my husband and I drove in silence ALL the way to the beach (I mostly slept the whole way).
Saturday afternoon at the beach:
Upon arrival at the beach my husband is hungry so we go to eat at one of his favorite restaurants in Myrtle, Pat & Mike's Pub. While we are waiting on our food he gets a call, it is my step dad. To make another long story very short my step dad and I got into an argument over the phone. I was really upset by this point. However, this did break the ice between my husband and I and we started talking again and made up. A bright side :)
Later on that day:
I get a call from my friend/neighbor and the person feeding my animals that the spare key (that stays at her house all the time) to my house is in fact in my house (thank you Hannah). So she could not get in to check on the animals. Well by this point I could not help but to laugh. What else was going to go wrong? The concert is cancelled, the car breaks down, an unexpected storm comes up and there is flooding, the Apocalypse maybe? I told her just to break in somehow. So her husband came by with a drill and drilled the deadbolt on our garage door. But at least my animals were OK.
Saturday night:
We went to the concert! It was a lot of fun! No problems after that. What a crazy weekend! I was really happy to be back home again!