It’s too expensive; I’m working as much as I can and it still might not be enough–and too many things are falling through the cracks in the meantime. (And there’s the risk that Matt’s work might not reimburse us for all of his flight/hotel, which would be problematic.)
Can we do that for six more months? For a trip where we’ll only see each other during travel time and a few hours a day?
It isn’t the most logical choice. But I’m still sad about it. Sad but also relieved.
There was such a lovely amount of margin in our days last summer and fall where I wasn’t working (much) beyond the work of our home.
I had time to think and write more, time to keep the house up finally, time to teach the children chores and play games. More celebrations and fewer We all breathed easier. It might be an old-fashioned setup, but it served our family well.
Saying goodbye to a dream vacation means we can get that feeling back (though I’ll still work a little: we’re planning a trip to NYC instead, which is much more feasible).
We have tasted the privilege of having a dedicated at-home parent (who isn’t also working from home) and its benefits are emotional, physical, and even economic. A few days abroad aren’t worth giving up that gift.
But truth be told, I’ll probably still find time in the next day or two to cry over it. Anybody else need to do that to move on? Just me?