I’m in a piss poor mood today. Not because of PMS either. Not because the hubby and I are fighting.(we are not) Not because the kids have the house in chaos.(They are in Vegas with their father) Not due to the X’s antics. Just life and it’s daily dose of bullshit. I’m not even passionate in my anger. Just frustrated with everyday shit that has a way of adding up. I am ready for our vacation. Looking forward to getting away with my kids and hubby, to a more temperate climate.

San Diego has been averaging 70 degree days for a few weeks now. I’m watching the temperatures closely. 70 degrees almost sounds cold to me. Mesa has been averaging above 110 for a few weeks now. And by my estimations, I would compare these temps. to Hell. Yes I’m complaining about the heat! Not that I would move anywhere else in the world, I like it where I’m at. I just need a break from it. Laying out to get that sun kissed look, is torture, not enjoyable at these temps. So I find myself hiding out inside the computer room even more then usual. I sure as hell don’t like stepping into the heat, even to get the mail.

I have calculated and cut back, cut corners, done whatever is necessary to save money for our vacation. The hubby put me in charge of it, and I don’t think I like this job! (He is a smart man) So trying to save, all the while picturing an elegant dinner in the gas light district, kept me from at least 2 pedicures and had me yanking the fake nails off to save on fills. I didn’t entertain in June, as I have always done since moving here. There was a few hundred more dollars! Being meticulous, even gas for the mini van was an area to save in. Cutting back on most dinners out, manipulating the number of times the hubby and kids wanted to hit the movie theater. With two kids, popcorn, pops, and candy you’re looking at $75.00 a movie. (Or close to it) Yes I was feeling frugal, imagining my kids thanking us for the extravagant vacation! Knowing I sacrificed most of my frivolities to make it so.