I’m learning the fine art of compromising. Or I’m just too tired to keep arguing with men, specifically my husband.
Eric has the second week in August off work, which is huge because normally he forgoes his vacation time each year and just keeps on working. But no, this year he told me to plan something and he was damn well going.
So me, I love tropical, plop me on some white sandy beach for a week with my iPod and a book and to me, that’s a vacation. Eric… He has other ideas. He wants to ‘do’ something. I’m confused by this since we seem to do something everyday, AKA work, so why would this need to continue during a vacation. But, like most things with men, I don’t understand.
Eric’s favorite thing to do on vacation is gamble, specifically in Vegas, but honestly, if you’ve been more than one, I feel like the thrill kind of losses itself. Plus, I’m not into gambling, although I certainly don’t turn down the free drinks while Eric is blowing our hard-earned money. If I’m going to spend money on something, I’m taking something home with me, be it a shoes, make-up, you name it, I don’t really care, but something is going in my suitcase home.
When Eric discovered I was checking out tropical vacation spots, his response was somewhere along the lines of, um, what the crap at we going to do there? He had the same response the last time I tried to book an all-inclusive beach report, and ultimately he won, as last time we went back to Vegas. To me compromise is perhaps taking turns picking the vacation spot, since I’m not sure any destination is going to 100% satisfy both Eric and me. My only tropical trips have been with friends, mostly spring break trips, so ultimately I felt like it was my turn to pick the spot.
I googled beach resort with casinos, thinking maybe we could find something for both of us. And while there are several out there, of course, they range from $10k+ for a week stay. Ouch. Further down the page in my search though I came across The Westin Lake Las Vegas Resort & Spa. The pictures pulled me in, but I realize sometimes pictures are quite deceiving. It has a spa for me though, and a pool, and some pretty spots to relax… And they have a free shuttle several times each day to the strip in Vegas for Eric. Perfect! I mean, not what I originally had in mind, but I could certainly use a week there relaxing, and Eric and I will still have the strip to occupy our time each evening for dinner and dancing.
Now, if I can just find a new bikini I don’t hate 😉