FIOs

Guys I finally booked my flights. You know, the decision fatigue I ranted about last time is cleared as soon as my tickets are issued. One of the reasons why planning for a trip was so hard is because of my husband. We are never in sync, and I mean we are the polar opposite when it comes to habits. My husband makes last minute decisions because it is more convenient for him. He doesn’t like me asking him about the plan, the dates, whether he can go or not because thinking about these things stresses him out.

There was one time we went on a road trip, and he hates to have hotels booked because he is unsure if the car would make it to that city by night fall. It stresses him out if he must get to a place by a certain time. So there are days when we do not know where to sleep the night until 5pm in the evening. God that stressed me out so bad. There we were, two kids in the backseat, me googling ‘nearest motel not infested with roaches’ at 5 PM, while he’s just vibing like we’re on some spontaneous adventure. And you guessed it right, that was the last time I even went on a road trip as a family.

I managed to pick the dates, told the husband about them, and gave him a final half an hour to let me know if he is onboard. He sensed my urgency to finalise a plan, and he said I should go ahead with the kids first. Not the result I was hoping for but sure, that works. If he cannot be in synced with the rest of the family, at least I got to know sooner and have the trip figured it out by myself. Lesson learned: I’m the plan, and he’s just along for the ride.”