I know I'm going to sound massively ungrateful here, I'm being very, very unreasonable I know, but...
Dh is 60 this.year & my widowed mum will be 80. We have a family holiday booked with our adult dc to celebrate his 60th, & we were going to go to Italy for a week in June, on our own. We also plan to take my mum away with my sister & her dh for her 80th.
With all our plans this year it will only leave my dh 3 days annual leave left for the rest of the year to play around with & he wants the days to do some needed jobs on the house.
I've managed to work my annual leave better to accommodate everything as I have carry overs.
First he said he wouldn't go with us for my mum's birthday week away & keep those days for himself. Now he says he'll go to that as she wont have many years left to go away compared to us & we'll knock Italy on the head this year.
Instead of Italy we'll go for a long weekend in the Lake District. This gives him more days left to himself & the jobs on the house & he won't let family down re my mums birthday week away.
We've been planning Italy for the last week now & I was just about to book. To say I'm disappointed is an understatement. We haven't been abroad for a nice week in the sun together for 10 years.
The other thing that bothers him is I'm quite a bit overweight & do suffer with oedema in my legs. I've had cellulitis 3 times, the last time I was hospitalised with it. He's worried about me falling ill like that when we're in Italy. Instead he wants me to try & get some weight off & we'll go June 2025 instead. I could get run over by a bus tomorrow.
I'm so disappointed I could cry. A week away on our own in the sun for the first time in ten years & he won't go, even though he could fit it in really.
I know we're lucky to have what we have. Nothing against the Lake District but we've done it to death in the noughties. We've done Scotland, Wales, Cornwall, Yorkshire in the last few years too. Italy, with its culture & amazing food would have been amazing.
The more I vent while he keeps falling asleep in front of the tv the more I sound like a spoilt child...