Mini-cation

So I had mentioned that P and I were going out of town together...with no kids. Well we got home around 8ish last night and I was glad to be home.
I can remember as a child loving to go on a trip just so you could stay in a hotel. I don't know exactly what has happened to me as a grown up, but I loathe hotels. The mere thought of what is lurking in the carpet, or worse, the sheets just sends chills up my spine. So let me rewind a bit and say that of course if you know P then you know he is c-h-e-a-p in every sense of the word. Everything is a waste of money where he is concerned. He actually thinks the grocery store should cost no more than $30 a week for our family of 5! Anyway, he heard from a buddy that using Hotwire was really cool. So last month when we went to Dallas we used it for the first time and were pleasantly surprised to see that our hotel was actually very nice and I think we got it for around fifty bucks. I still did not undress and slept completely clothed with socks on and on my pillow so as not to touch any part of the hotel linens. Okay, so fast-forward to present day. P had a class in Odessa and we thought what a perfect time for a quick getaway just the two up us. He'd be in a class all Sat and Sun so I would have all of this time to myself to read and shop or whatever fits my fancy. Last week we got on Hotwire and the most stars you could get were a 3 which was okay because in Dallas the really nice place we stayed in was a 3 also. I was okay with that. Let's stop here and say that a 3 in Dallas is most definitely much different than a 3 in Odessa. I really wanted to take pictures, but in all honesty you would say it wasn't half bad. But... if I had a smell-o-camera, now that would do it justice. The smell was ugghh. It was almost unbearable. After lunch on Saturday we checked in for the first time and well, I was really sad I had no other errands to run. So he dropped me off and I sat very cautiously on the recliner (I know, bad choice, it was fabric and had a suspicious stain, but it was the lesser of two evils here). And I didn't move. I read for the next 5 hours and the only interruption I had was the 9 trains that went flying by during this time. Needless to say, yes I am ashamed to admit it, but I made Preston take me out to dinner-for a really long time-so I could have a few drinks before I had to go back and sleep in that bed. I had come prepared though and brought my own sheets. They were only a twin size, so Preston had to sleep on the others. He is so gross it totally doesn't bother him and he even pulled them up to his nose and inhaled BIGGG time! Ewwww!
But I survived. And although I'm sure it would take a few days before anything started to significantly eat away at my skin, I think I got out of their pretty much unscathed. Oh and for the sheets, I left them there. There is no way I was bringing them back to the house.