So we packed our suitcases and headed on the next part of our crazy journey. I call it the San Antonio weeks of turmoil. Ha!
Vision in my head: Wonderful family time together in a beautiful hotel on the Riverwalk enjoying weekends of family fun and exploring San Antonio.
Can’t you picture it? Isn’t it beautiful? And so far from reality! Ha ha!
What really happened: My husband was to be training at his new company for a period of about 2 months in San Antonio. We planned to spend a week in south Texas looking for a home to purchase and then head to San Antonio. Only finding a home was not so simple. Insert smile here.
What ensued was eight straight weeks of traveling EVERY weekend. Out of all that time we didn’t even get to enjoy one weekend in San Antonio! Is that not crazy? Now I love to travel mind you, but this was strictly working like crazy between Dallas, San Antonio, and the Rio Grande Valley to tie up loose ends and find a house. We did manage to work in one wonderful press trip to Oklahoma City and Stillwater, Oklahoma. That was such an amazing break from all the stress!
The days we did spend in the hotel in San Antonio were an extremely stressful time as Jason was learning a new job, and extremely stressful time for me with five crazy kids in a hotel while trying to work, homeschool, sell a house, and seal a deal on a new one.
But even in the “weeks of turmoil” there were some memorable moments. Living on the ninth floor of a downtown San Antonio hotel the electricity went out! I thought it would come back on in a couple of hours. It was day time so we had plenty of light. We made it an adventure to walk up and down the nine flights of stairs a couple of times, but then darkness set in and there was still no electricity! Hotel staff gave the kids glow sticks and that entertained them for a couple of hours! Fun times! The electricity finally came back on about 11:00 in the evening.
We also sneaked in some time to walk to the Riverwalk to see the beautiful Christmas lights and celebrate Bobby’s fifth birthday at the Rainforest Cafe on the Riverwalk.
I thought I was being such a good mother to sit down and explain to him at length that since we weren’t at home we wouldn’t be having the same festivities as usual for his birthday, but that we were still going to celebrate and make it special. I finished my long spiel and his response was, “Oh so I’m not going to have a birthday?” Ha ha. So much for all that. And he didn’t feel like he had a birthday until the crew at the Rainforest Cafe gathered, asked him to scratch like a monkey, and sang happy birthday to him. Only then did he feel duly celebrated.
On our last day in San Antonio we had to be completely out of our hotel my 11 am so we packed up the car and spent a very lovely day on the Riverwalk.
We ate, shopped, watched a movie, indulged in treats and pretty much had a grand old time until Jason got off work, and we made the final trip to Dallas to vacate our house and sign it away…