You Just Need to Flip

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When I was in college one of my favorite movies was Cutting Edge, which was about a figure skater that had exhausted all of her partner choices because she drove them all away, and the only skater they could find to couple her with was an ex hockey player. You can probably figure out the story line. They hate each other…they fight a lot…and little by little they start to fall for each other. In one of the scenes the lead female talks about how she’s feeling and likening it to two magnets. They were like magnets that were resisting each other, but one of them just needed to “flip” and then they would attract each other.

This is the same concept of changing ones perspective. What you have been resisting for so long, may just need to be flipped upside down for you to realize that it was meant to be all along.

That’s what I needed last week to ready myself for our family “staycation”.

I’ve chronicled our lengthy road trips many a time. We are serial road trippers. I thoroughly enjoy origami-ing all of our belongings into the back of our truck. Downloading books. Shopping for snacks. And going with the flow. We set our sights on a potential destination and see where we actually end up.

On the flip side, I hate staying home during a school break. I’m miserable at planning play dates. My little one refuses camp. I work from home, so I can’t not work and my kids can’t help but try to stop me. It feels like such a waste of time off.

But this year, due to several factors, we couldn’t get our epic West Coast trip together and executed for our April break and the outlook was hazy on if we could conjure up a good Plan B due to both of our work schedules.

So I was in a funk. Sam was in a funk. We couldn’t go anywhere, but how could we possibly stay here without killing each other!?! How would we survive?

And then I made a conscious decision to flip.

I started brainstorming all of the places, close to home, that we always say we are going to visit or the things we are going to try and never do because we are always jetting off for somewhere else. I started to carve out the schedule for each day—allocating time for the boys to entertain themselves while we could work, ample time to clean up from said entertainment, and then time for one “adventure” per day.

And I started to look forward to the week instead of dreading it.

I realized that it was actually what we needed. We’re tired. It’s been a very very busy winter and the thought of packing a suitcase was just too exhausting, which I took as another sign that we needed to stay put. And the boys didn’t balk at the idea at all. They didn’t and haven’t complained once.

We are now into Day 6 of 10 and Zain said today, “This April break seems a lot longer than it normally does.” And for him that was a positive.

They’ve been to a museum, the zoo, and the beach. They’ve baked, they’ve played with friends, and they’ve read and played games. We’ve ridden go-karts, played mini golf, wasted tons of money at arcades. We’ve hiked, eaten out, eaten in, and have enjoyed sleeping in our own beds each night.

We’ve had all of these opportunities when we’ve stayed home before…heck, we’ve probably even done a lot of these things on those other vacations, but I never saw them as a good thing, let alone a great thing.

I just needed to flip.

And besides enjoying all of our memory making as a family, what I’m also enjoying on this staycation…is seeing everyone’s posts each day online chronicling their own epic vacations—European, tropical, West Coast, southern, etc. Everyone is having an amazing time. And I don’t feel the least bit jealous. Because we are having our own epic vacation…right in our own back yard.  Who would have thunk it!

So do you have some flipping to do?


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