In September my husband and I will celebrate the anniversary of the first time we met twenty years ago. Six months later in March we will celebrate our twentieth wedding anniversary.
Recently we were invited to go with some friends to Hawaii on an all expense paid trip. Unfortunately we had to turn the opportunity down because I am in the middle of building a new business. While the building is exciting and demanding and draining and exhilarating I knew going off on vacation only days after we opened our doors was just not feasible.
We were both pretty bummed out. Me, more so. My guy is pretty great and understood that I needed to be here during these first few trying weeks. Not me, even as I was saying no there was a little devil sitting on my shoulder screaming at me, "WHAT? Are you crazy? It's Hawaii!"
This, of course, got us talking about how we will celebrate our twentieth anniversary. Since we wanted to go to Hawaii we talked about maybe giving ourselves a trip then. And then since we were playing "where would you want to go" we started to throw out some pretty wild ideas.
Skydiving in New Zealand. Snorkeling at the Galapagos. Beach lazing in Bora Bora. Cruising in the Bahamas. The problem. Now we can't decide. All of this sounds really good and we have only just started researching cost and what not. I am thinking for more bang for our dollar we should take a cruise, but my guy is thinking we should just say screw it and do what we want to do. No matter the cost.
We still haven't decided. We have time. Who knows where things will be in March. Used to be a time when I was the spender and he was the saver. Seems we have switched places when I wasn't looking.