Best laid plans of mice and men, often go awry.............

I am a planner by nature.  I really like to have a plan about what I am going to do and how I will do it.

I have learn't, over my years of life - but especially over the past 5 years, that the best laid plans often go wrong, have huge issues or will never happen.

I admit, this was (and remains) a incredibly tough life lesson for me to learn.  

I'm getting better at acceptance of things not going to plan as I get older and "stuff" doesn't bother me as much anymore.

I have had a relationship breakup, a new relationship, finding out we were having twins, discovering Fragile X Syndrome and then that some of my children were affected (disabled) from it, losing my "safe government job" of many years because I needed to work part time, changing careers, working part time and so on and on.................

Prior to all the above, I had PLANS that didn't include this happening to me, in my life.

My sister, husband, 2 kids, dog and birds crashed at our place over the past couple of weeks.  They were moving to Queensland permanently, and there was a period of time between moving from their old house and getting into the new one.

We all had an absolute ball!

Then we followed them up to Queensland.  We stayed overnight at Woolgoolga in a bit of a dodgy hotel.  It was clean but needed a lot of work.  The owner told me he had just taken over a week ago and obviously the previous owners had let it get significantly run down.

Unfortunately, Ben got a bit sick on the way up there and vomited in the car and then in the hotel!  Oh the joy.

He seemed fine that night and we carried on to my sisters new lovely place.

Unfortunately, the blow up bed I had wasn't very good and it deflated overnight, which made for a VERY uncomfortable sleep.  The next night I bought a piece of foam for me and sorted out the kids beds, only to have Ben vomit the WHOLE night.

So, I decided to come home because the sleeping arrangements weren't the best and if I didn't get a good nights sleep I didn't want to be driving such a long way home under those circumstances.

Ben only spewed once more in the car on the way home.  We stayed in a nice (but expensive) motel at Nambucca Heads.  I got a good nights sleep ready for the remaining trip home.

So, best laid plans and all that!

The great things were that I learned that the boys travel really well and were very good.

I also learnt:

• Always take a bucket for spewing on a road trip (I only had bags for the first half of the trip and that didn't work out.  Got a bucket at Woolgoola.)
• McDonalds is everywhere and the kids always want it - sigh
• Motels vary wildly in what they offer (ie facewashers, tea, coffee and soap).
• Traffic noise is annoying when you need sleep!

I'm now planning my next road trip to my sisters place for a "proper" stay.  She will by then have beds available and I will be an expert in road trips with the boys.

A great time had overall, even if the plans didn't go to plan!